This blood is my own
The price that I paid
I sit all alone
Alone and afraid

Afraid of the shadows
Afraid of the dark
And of my own parents
The song of the lark

For something so beautiful
Is foreign to me
My heart cannot bear
What the blind cannot see

But you laugh and you play
As my tears come like rain
Do you find some sick pleasure
In my unheeded pain?

You would not laugh
If only you knew
What the shadows hold
Obstructed from view

You would not survive
Trying to walk in my shoes
But if you want to try...
I dare you.