Moments like these kill...
I hold my breath and stand very still...
for if she hears me, she will surely hunt me down.
shes tryin to make me wear a frown.
But I will hold on to my smile...
and after a while...
shes gone, she dissapears.
Waiting for me at night...so she can witness my tears.
Why does she chase me? haunt me? Hurt me?
Wht must I be the one she follows?
she laughs at my mistakes and sorrows...
shes a thief...
robs me of beaty and joy and belief.
Do you want to know who harms me in such a cruel way?
the answer will shock you when I say....
that the thief is...
ME.