Ugly
September 21, 2008

The shattered glass and splattered tears
All crystal clear underneath my feet
My painted looks through blunted shears
Cut complex shapes in tattered sheets

A losing fight and hardened heart
Turned hopeless as the candle melts
To dreary eyes and forgotten art
And magic cards you never dealt

To plastic burnt and mirrors lost
Just seeking for a remedy
Pick up the heart that has been tossed
Yet knowing that you'll never see.

Can I be your pretty?
Please tell me I'm pretty...
Please tell me I'm pretty...