treanta

Can you see my pain when you look at my face? Or just see another person who really doesn\'t matter? What do you see when you look in my eyes? What do you see when you see me walk down that lonely street? Maybe just another person who really doesn\'t matter? What do you think about when you put me down in front of all your friends? Sometimes I wonder if it really matters to be living on this lonely earth? But then again would it really matter if you couldn\'t put me down? Could I than be happy? Of course I would be happy that there was no one to put me down. But there wouldn\'t be anyone who would or could ever