Living my life in dark patches of blue and grey,
when it could be bright pinks and the color of a clear blue day.
Hiding who I am, to protect the reality I am in,
uncomfortable and struggling within my own skin.
Black splotches in my head run with bright yellow lines of worry,
the rest covered in bad memories and red rage and fury.
I'm like a  bad ending in a great book,
Dissapointing, and no longer worth the look.

Before I met you,
I thought I was happy,
and I was,
but I had never known
the rich contentment,
deep satisfaction,
and total fulfillment
you brought to me
when you came into my life.
Before I met you,
I felt a lot of things,
good things,
but I had never experienced
the indescribably intense
feelings I have for you.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew myself,
and I did,
but you looked deep inside me
and found fresh new things
for us to share.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew about love,
but I didn’t,
until I met you.

She knows
                  she knows
                                    what you did, Daddy

and you're wrong
                          no longer can you
               be my hero

The lies you told
                      and things you stole
   brought you down
                                          to zero
                                                            ­                                               she knows
                                                           ­                                she knows
                                                           ­ she'll never not know