Looking in your eyes I see
A girl lost in her fantasy.
Hiding from this World and so
Sure not to let a feeling show.
Laughing when a joke is told,
In arguments you will just fold.
For why should you be in this life
When you can hide behind a knife?
Why should you show your heart here
When we'll just see your painful fear?
Why should you let us know why
Truly you just pray to die?
And why should you leave fantasy
If fantasy makes you happy?