Fake
She is sitting in the corner,
With her heart in her hands,
Torn apart and never given a second glance,
She tries to smile at whoever passes by,
The hurt of them ignoring her? That she hides
She pretends to...
With her heart in her hands,
Torn apart and never given a second glance,
She tries to smile at whoever passes by,
The hurt of them ignoring her? That she hides
She pretends to...