I Never Felt Like Anybody.

Pardon the girl with the secondhand smile.
If you placed an offer, she would still find denial.

Something's wrong inside her brain. It just won't let her be.
Let me know when you find it, it's torturing me.

Like a cinder block of thought came smashing through her skull,
but your only focus is on how her eyes look so dull.

With a voice like gravel that still smells like smoke,
you can hear the sound break, on the words she chokes.

And she's got last nights eyeliner still smeared on her face.
If that's what you call it? That mask of a face.

Mania, depression, they start to spin around.
The laughter, the tears, they cease to roll out.

She's like a zombie, they talk like she's dead.
Her eyes don't follow the light you shine at her head.

If you give her a puff, if you give her a blade,
you'll see her eyes get light. The eyes from the grave.
Written by BleedingInferno219 (Kristyn Ashley.)
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