What have they done to me?
Jeering and stares
my anger it flares
portrait of a girl outcasted

I'm sorry I can't be
what you want to see
This is all I have to offer
And I don't want your sympathy
portrait of a girl resentful

I'm at the end of the world
and I still cant find that missing girl
she used to be happy, don't you remember?
Those happy octobers? The joys in December?
portrait of a girl once alive

Each of my tears
contains a part of my soul
And I'm sure you never thought I would
but now I'm letting go...
my pieces lay around me along with the words you've spoken
and maybe some things
are just meant to be left broken

 
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