Inside
Sugar, spice, and everything nice, right?
Pretty, sweet, nice and petite.
Calm and quiet, but I wouldn’t buy it.
Life is full of paper masks, thousands on parade.
Each one fits the mood and is carefully made. If you could read her insides, her hopes and thoughts and dreams, you’d see a different side of her that no one else sees.
Lonely, scared, angry and dismayed all the real feelings this girl should portray.
Inside her heart and soul it’s black.
Just like the mirror showed.
Emptiness is comfort and happiness a dream.
Just like the mirror showed.
Unfamiliar reflections of her own face.
Just like the mirror showed.
Will she ever escape from this place?
Take a picture of the inside of her mind.
Look a little closer, you may see that you left behind.
Color drips from fingertips, cut by the razor of your words.
Too late to depart, finish what you start, because now you’re on the inside.