The kind of girl who's had to go through so much but can still put a smile on her face and look for the better.
I feel it. Running down my body, caressing me as it sets in. Nothing more I can do now. Can you feel what I feel? Can you see what I see? The wisdom of other's is the pain of mine. It's like acid rain falling from the sky. Nothing more I can do now. I've let it set in and come to terms with it. The fear of others is the sheer pain of mine. Can you see the pain you cause?