He stares, br He looks, br He pulls a face at my hideous looks, br He hates my smile, br He thinks im vile, br Am i really that bad? br Am i really that sad? br br He sees my pain, br But he doesnt care, br He sees my scars, br But he judges, br Im ugly, br Worthless, br Pointless, br And a total waste of time. br br Im a living nightmare, br I have no life worth living, br He sees me everyday, br But he just wishes to escape. br br I wish he could feel, br The connection and longing i do, br I wish he could see the real me, br But he is too blind to notice, br br Notice that behind the ugliness, br Behind the pain, br Behind my mask, br I just need love.