Pretending

I’m on my own
But that doesn’t mean
That I’m free to be taken
I’m the lonely type

No matter how much
I want to love
I just can’t
I fall and die every time

You can pretend
And I can pretend
But what difference does that make?
I’m still not what you really want

You tell me that I’m beautiful
But you know
That it’s only the outside
The inside of me is dark and bloody

I know that it’s not darkness you want
And you know it too
Stop trying to save me
And stop pretending how I could be