Who are you to tell me,
That I'm not so pretty?
Malicious Mirror, you weren't my friend.
You were my worst enemy!
You told me I was ugly,
And I couldn't make friends.
But I stayed strong,
And proved you wrong!
I'll now direct it to you,
Oh, Christians, I verily say,
Who are you to tell me,
What I should be?!
You told me to be prejudiced.
I was blind to your ways,
But now I see,
You tried to force a false identity.
What were you trying to do,
When you told me to believe,
Your lies? You said my grandfather,
Whom I loved dearly, is in Hell,
And I know that he is well.
He's behind that pearly gate,
And I know that is his fate.
Christians, you betrayed my trust,
Only to cause a thirst for lust.
That I'm not so pretty?
Malicious Mirror, you weren't my friend.
You were my worst enemy!
You told me I was ugly,
And I couldn't make friends.
But I stayed strong,
And proved you wrong!
I'll now direct it to you,
Oh, Christians, I verily say,
Who are you to tell me,
What I should be?!
You told me to be prejudiced.
I was blind to your ways,
But now I see,
You tried to force a false identity.
What were you trying to do,
When you told me to believe,
Your lies? You said my grandfather,
Whom I loved dearly, is in Hell,
And I know that he is well.
He's behind that pearly gate,
And I know that is his fate.
Christians, you betrayed my trust,
Only to cause a thirst for lust.
When you told me you'd visit me,
You lied! Oh, how could this be?
Alas! Puppy Love tragically died.
I felt, as if, I'd fallen, into the dirt.
This lost love, left me badly hurt.
But I am all right.
I'm very much alive.
I'll take this scarred heart,
Let it heal, and keep it, from falling apart.
They say it's better to have loved and lost,
But, I think, I would have been better off,
To have never loved at all.
To love again, I never will.
It isn't worth, the pain that you feel.
Love is for someone, who isn't me.
I think it's best to let it be.
I am just fine, with the company of friends.
Not with lovers, that's how it is.
You lied! Oh, how could this be?
Alas! Puppy Love tragically died.
I felt, as if, I'd fallen, into the dirt.
This lost love, left me badly hurt.
But I am all right.
I'm very much alive.
I'll take this scarred heart,
Let it heal, and keep it, from falling apart.
They say it's better to have loved and lost,
But, I think, I would have been better off,
To have never loved at all.
To love again, I never will.
It isn't worth, the pain that you feel.
Love is for someone, who isn't me.
I think it's best to let it be.
I am just fine, with the company of friends.
Not with lovers, that's how it is.