You fall asleep to whispers in the wind, but don't even believe in imaginary friends,
You live the life of an average teenage girl, and yet you are invisible to the world,
You steal secrets and tell lies, but people still believe you have a sweet side,
You walk away without a thought, and yet you feel that love is something that should not be bought,

So I wonder, if we could see your soul, would it look so hollow?
If you took a second to look in the mirror, I would think that life would become much clearer,

But it would truly be a shame, if all my confessions were in vain--