原来...是这样.

She's so weak. Her emotions, easily affected by the slightest thing.
She was happy, then her eyes failed her.
Just when she was sinking deep down, she saw a gleam of light.
She tried to catch the light, just to know that
The light wasn't meant to be on her.

Foolish. Stupid. Imbecile.

She gave her heart and soul. She thought at least she held on to the slightest bit.
She thought it was beautiful. She thought it was sad.
She thought it was real.
She thought.

What is she to you?

Do you know that it tears her up inside?
You never knew how much she loved you, didn't you?
It doesn't matter if you couldn't love her, you know. It doesn't matter if you left her like this. It doesn't matter no matter what you did. She never needed a sorry. She'd smile and say it's okay.
Cuz she had a bit and that's enough, at least that was what she thought.
Little did she know that,
She never had anything since the very beginning.

She's cried so much she can't even cry anymore.
She's beyond broken now.

Yet, she still chose to believe that
You're fabulous.

Please tell me I'm wrong.

So this is how it feels to see the other side of beauty - all crushed up.

And no one hears her silent cries, when she's screaming inside.