Why?

Why do you do this?

Why the pain, suffering, and tears?

Do I deserve this?

Friends say "no, no, no you're beautiful".

I know they are lying.

Because the words you say are flames

And I'm paper

Everyday you put me down

Everyday I want to go

But I can't, I just can't

So I suffer

Lump in my throat; a river of tears flow

I suffer

Smile on my face "I'm okay"

I suffer

Why? Why can't you see?

What you're saying is killing me

...........

The past is the past; a new chapter is written

No more lies; only truth

Your flames are washed down

I recovered

No more rivers of tears

I recovered

I want to stay

I recovered

My smile isn't drawn

I recovered

Now, now you can see

What you're saying isn't killing me