Add shadows that dance across her skin

Hide the doubt that cries out within her

Stripped bare beneath all the layers

Would you recognize the girl lying there

Sought after, trapped like a pearl,

Now the portrait has captured the girl

Now the portrait has captured the girl

I don't really have anyone to talk to, or anyone to really listen. I guess it's the way it's always been and I live with it. I'm tired of being judged and based on what people think or want me to be. I don't want to be what you tell me. I want to be myself and for that to be enough.