Love, Though some don't feel it, some may fall into it.
But it is something I have forgotten.
Through all the sorrows of my life.
Represented by a heart, but mine has become rotten.

I cannot feel "love"! Not from my family, friends, or lovers.
Sometimes they give it to me for free and I just don't take it.
Sometime I may cry while I hide under my covers.
I am like a bat. I hunt at night. I hunt for my true self, but can never quite find her.

I look in the mirror and I cannot recognize myself.
I feel no love towards myself.
But what I hate the most is when I vent and people just say,
"Lier..." then just. Walk. Away. Of course, I am...