Do you know by now,
that sometimes I'm ugly?
The ugliest girl in the world
And that sometimes I can't leave my room
because I get so very very old?
Do you know by now,
that sometimes it falls to pieces in my hand?
And that sometimes even I don't understand?
Do you know by now,
that sometimes I'm stupid and evil and small?
And that sometimes I can't stop the thoughts
and someone has to catch me or I fall?
Do you know by now,
that sometimes I hurt my hand so as to make It hurt
outside?
And that sometimes I know something in me just died?
Do you know by now,
That sometimes I get so happy that I cry?
And that sometimes I get so low, wish I knew why?
Do you know by now,
That sometimes I hate all that you do?
And do you know,
Please know,
that all the other times are the times I'm with you.