Hazelnut eyes look at me, An ocean of sorrow reflected back
Past memories linger, Scrolling by on a slideshow, Painted black and white Those snapshots haunt me, Smiling faces mocking, Laughing at where I am now
Take a peek underneath At everything the surface won't show See me, See me for who I truly am
Staring in the mirror, Sunken eyes, hollow smile. Gazing ahead, Only a ghost looks back.
So, with a small but knowing smile, The girl always thinks to herself, "It's okay, you don't have to love me."