• People see a pretty face,
    with painted nails and fancy lace.
    With a gentle touch, a slower pace.
    No lies, no sins,
    but that's not the case.

    I see a sinner, a liar,
    someone I'd hate.
    Some who I'd wish,
    that I'd conrol their fate.

    People see innocence,
    and with that comes a pacifist.
    A beautiful, shy, flower,
    with loves on an endless list.

    But I see a troubled past that's
    not yet heard,
    lots of hatred, fights, and lies.
    Many fake names and truths,
    that must stay behind.

    People see a glamour,
    something very un-real.
    I see what lies within,
    the things that cannot heal.

    People see a pretty face,
    with painted nails and fancy lace.
    With a gentle touch,
    a slower pace.
    No lies, No sins...

    But that's not the case.