I stood here today
Trying to see the real me
And I found that
I do not exist in your eyes

You wont talk to me
You constantly are berating
I can't get close
Without wearing a disguise

My soul is fragile
But you neglected its beat
And dropped it on purpose
Laughing as it shattered

The bits of broken glass
Are cutting through the hands
The hands that held you
From a distant land

I rest my head on the wall
The room is dark and bleek
And I think of nothing
But your figure

The torment is unbearable
And I wanna take this glass
You've set before me
And make your hands red too...