When you tell me it's good,
I know it's not.
When you tell me I'm pretty,
I know I'm not.
I can see in your eyes
That you mean well.
But did you look in mine,
And see all the hurt inside?
I want to feel warm
But all I get is cold.
I want to see light
But I'm in the dark.
I'm calling out
and no one's listening.
Can anyone help,
Or are you too busy to care?
Turn and look.
Am I still there?!