She's the girl you look at funny.
She's the girl who gets the stares in the hall.
She's the girl who tastes blood all day,
From the bite marks in her tongue from the things she never said.
The people who think they know her best, don't know her at all.
They think she makes everyone happy because she cares,
But she tries to make people happy so they don't have to feel her pain.
They think she listens to classical music to improve her band performance,
But she listens to screamo because the twisted lyrics send her
A clearer message than any written word.
She gives the best hugs,
Because she knows what it feels like to be dropped
When you need arms to catch you.