Who am I?
I feel like I'm living a lie..
All these things I try to hide...
With my smile...
Yeah, I think that might work for a while..
I'm just an innocent child...
Surrounded by the lies, which were always held deep inside...
Who am I?, you ask..
For me to find out shall be a life long task..
My smile, hides my pain..
Yet, I just want to go insane..
With no one to turn to..
Do you see what I go through?
Days like this I sit and reminisce..
"Mommy", why didn't you want me?
Did you ever think that this question would haunt me?
I mean.. you're supposed to be my queen..
Ha! I guess a girl can just dream..
It's sad to say that this tragedy is all reality...
Who am I?
I don't know....