OMGOMG I LOVE THAT SONG. *bouncebounce*
And then, things turn out so completely different from what you imagined them to be. You cry a little, hate some people, laugh and pretend to shrug things off... Yet somehow, nothing works. Why can't you see that I'm not the nicest person, even if I try so freaking damn hard? Why don't you know I'm broken beyond repair, and have the terrible habit to reflect that onto others?
Why don't you see the broken little chinadoll behind the laughs and tough appearances?
Why can't you just see me, me who cries and hurts just the same as you? Me who doesn't dare, pretends to be brave, dissapoints people and never dares to try again? Why don't you realize I'm long beyond care of what people think of me, because they think ill no matter what I say or do? No matter who I pretend to be, no matter who I am?
Why can't you just see me?
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