When will love find its way to me? Love is not for the tortured.
Why is there nothing to see? You aren't trying hard enough.
When will this light envelope me? Light does not touch the broken.
Why is it him I can't see? You don't deserve love.
When will I feel happy? Happyness will never be yours.
Why hasn't he come for me? You are invisible.
When will any one come for me? He will never come for you.
Why am I so worthless? You are broken, no one wants you.
When does life begin? Life will never begin for you.
Why has no one reached out to me? No one wants to help you.
When are they going to see the pain inside of me? Never.
Why does no one see my mask? The mask is perfect.
When will someone ask? Never, you created the mask.
Why does light burn my eyes? You are falling from grace.
When is anyone going to notice me? Never, you are worthless.
Why am I so hard to see? The mask is perfect.
When will someone love me? Never.
Why do I hate myself? You created the mask, and transended the mask.
When? Never.
Why? You created your own hell.
When? From the moment you were concious of yourself.
Why? You cared what others thought of you.
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Why is there nothing to see? Open your eyes. Look around. See what there is to see.
When will this light envelope me? When you open your heart and let it out.
Why is it him I can't see? The mirror must become the window.
When will I feel happy? Kick sadness in the a** with a steel-toed boot; happiness just needs a little determined help.
Why hasn't he come for me? Did you open the door, or did you close the gate?
When will any one come for me? I am always here for you, and when no one can hear your silent screams, turn up the volume.
Why am I so worthless? In for a penny, in for a pound, and you my dear are priceless.
When does life begin? Breathe, blink, believe, begin.
Why has no one reached out to me? How deep is your dungeon, and how good is their hearing? How loud are your cries, and how close your ties?
When are they going to see the pain inside of me? Baby, when you stop hiding it.
Why does no one see my mask? They can't see the strings tying it to your heart.
When will someone ask? The mask has to slip before anyone can even guess.
Why does light burn my eyes? You hide in the dark; step out from the shadows and gently reacquaint yourself.
When is anyone going to notice me? Love, love, love, I love you.
Why am I so hard to see? Why do you try so hard to hide?
When will someone love me? When will you see our love for you?
Why do I hate myself? How can you not see the beauty I see when I hear you laugh, or see you smile, or know your ways? How do you not see the beauty of your soul when I feel overwhelmed by it?
When? Can you start now?
Why? Because I want your pain to end immediately.
When? As soon as I learn to mend broken hearts, I'll put my sights on yours.
Why? Because I know no one that deserves a peaceful heart more than you.