A womans embrase is warm and soft
Yet that same womans heart my be cold
She laughs and smile even flirts
But she knows it's all an act
The only pain in her heart is a defect within
She feels nothing from with out
Again and again she goes though the steps
But each time it's no different from the last
So you see my friend that the most sensitive creatur that you may know
Is nothing but a show put on by one that wishes to be seen as 'normal'