Freckles on her shoulder

Every day she stays the same

And I'm getting older

But it isn't me they blame


She takes the words like a beating

And behind the broken smiles, I see

A heart so desperate it's fleeting


She's a ghost among children,

Sky-born with eyes that bleed blue

They'll bleed time and time again

Until the tears are see-through


We could separate, dissipate

But she'd still have blue streaked cheeks

So for now we'll quit testing fate

And be what they all think: freaks