My body I sacrafice
My heart i ignore
My soul is empty
Nothing and no one belongs there anymore.
The tears I shed dry with time.
I mend the scars within.
I paint my face with a coat of sexy
I blanket my emotions with attitude.
Craving a feeling of importance
Not caring how or where i recieve it.
After a while i start to think
"Is this really me?"
"Is this life really mine?"
I push those thoughts away.
It doesn't matter.
Its time for this star to shine.