6 November 2012
If you were to see yourself Through my eyes Just once or twice That beautiful person I see You can see you too
Others are cruel and hateful The piercing things they say It takes all your energy Dodging swords thrown your way
Your mind is much stronger Than the weak ones throwing stones
So walk forward Head held high For they may stand tall now But one day they'll be alone.
Mean Ones • Opuss № I