Stars By Stella Tainted Mannequin
The occasions written out on my arms,I can't tell the
events apart.
They blend together,
Fading into one another.
Is this what I wanted?
Never.
I wanted to be pure,
But my own mind turned corrupt,
Poisoning my thoughts.
They all say pretty girls don't cry,
They don't feel at all.
Behind my eyes is a mind begging to Die. But you'll never
know cause I've Learned I have to hide. But I can never
escape my insides.
I've destroyed myself so you don't Have to anymore,
I've closed all my open doors.
I know that honesty won't help this time
And the truth will just lead to shame.
All the marks are the stitches of what I'm still trying
to put back together.
But what's in season doesn't match the Patterns of what
I've suffered.
They all say pretty girls don't cry,
They don't feel at all.
Behind my eyes is a mind begging to Die. But you'll never
know cause I've Learned I have to hide. But I can never
escape my insides.
