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In Your Eyes (Ver. 2)
I ask you now,
What do you see?
What words are conjured,
When you look at me?
Who am I?
What am I,
In your eyes?
Am I a friend?
Some good, to you?
Something valuable,
Please tell me if it's true.
M'I worth your time?
Worth all your time,
In your eyes.
Am I a monster?
A heretic?
An abomination,
You wish to be rid of quick?
Am I a freak?
Just another freak,
In your eyes.
I wish I knew
What you can see,
What you are thinking
When you look at me.
It's killing me.
You're slowly killing me,
With your eyes.
I feel the questions
Turn to facts.
My head tells me you loath me,
That's how it reacts.
Never felt so worthless.
Now I feel so worthless,
In your eyes.
I'm a waste of skin.
Mind's crumbling.
Time for the bell, I think,
For me, to toll and ring.
Don't want to suffer,
Won't ever again suffer,
In your eyes.
I am a blight.
I was a blight,
In your eyes.
What do you see?
What words are conjured,
When you look at me?
Who am I?
What am I,
In your eyes?
Am I a friend?
Some good, to you?
Something valuable,
Please tell me if it's true.
M'I worth your time?
Worth all your time,
In your eyes.
Am I a monster?
A heretic?
An abomination,
You wish to be rid of quick?
Am I a freak?
Just another freak,
In your eyes.
I wish I knew
What you can see,
What you are thinking
When you look at me.
It's killing me.
You're slowly killing me,
With your eyes.
I feel the questions
Turn to facts.
My head tells me you loath me,
That's how it reacts.
Never felt so worthless.
Now I feel so worthless,
In your eyes.
I'm a waste of skin.
Mind's crumbling.
Time for the bell, I think,
For me, to toll and ring.
Don't want to suffer,
Won't ever again suffer,
In your eyes.
I am a blight.
I was a blight,
In your eyes.
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