how peculiar it is when people are kind!
the mere possibility never entered my mind
how could people be kind to a stranger like me
offer me smiles as if they cannot see
this terrible beast that i have become
i make children cry and grown men run
all of my life I’ve been running from lies
which haunt me forever, and make me despise
all the things that i am, although none of it’s true
but now people are kind…how strange!
What’s a girl to do?