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Cover Girl

(Verse 1)

You're too big 

You're too small

You're too short

You're too tall

These are just some of the things we're made to feel

All the makeup

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dark gloom covers me

eerily toxic and cold

staring at dead eyes

12:30 AM 7/28/2013 ©

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Conflict's repitition leads to progression severed;

a life in which the enemy you're no better.

Outrages, rampages, fights beyond any cause

lead to a world in which you're no better off.

The only resolution to a problem so unreal

is to find a place where you no longer feel.

The pain of others on your life already cold,

forces you to hide to cover up what you're told.

I need to escape from all these lies;

these indescribable pains, all the time..

I need to recover, to get a hold on myself.

I will discover what truth is left at all.

I sit alone in the blackness of reason;

a pathetic target for the others to tease on.

I don't want to face the pain of publicity,

but I cannot stand the pain of no honesty.

Cover me in paint, lock me in my coffin,

never let me see, let not any light in.

I need to be concealed, need to be away

from the lies, scars, and pains of every day.

They to to understand,

Simply cannot comprehend,

This pain where I stand;

This misery that will not end.

My mind of fear and doubt,

And of pain I cannot bare.

I am always unsuccessful,

In ridding this despair.

I am unknown,

To myself and others.

These problems I am,

Cannot hide under covers.

I may cut or burn,

Or harm myself tonight.

To me, it's my turn,

To bare my mental fight.

I am unknown,

To myself and others.

But these problems I am,

Will no longer be uncovered.

I will wake up tomorrow,

And my pain will not be shown.

But this pain is real,

Just to others, it's unknown.