I know that love is blind.
But hate is sighted
Piercing eyes will find
The ones who see you as you are lighted
and the ones who care not about your heart
from last to first they give you the worst
the tenacious words of a wonderful love
The silent cry of a girl who's cursed
but dreams of a life that is above
the torture she endures no one understands
But she has hope, she reaches for the hand
She opens her eyes for a new start.....
One last time she gives her heart.