rondinelli+brynne

Bare I feel so naked If I don’t have my bangs to hide behind They’ll tell me a million times Put your hair back They want to see my pretty face What they don’t understand is I don’t see pretty I see a girl in pain I see a girl so far from pretty So confused Wound so tightly But they’ll keep telling me Pull that hair back You have gorgeous skin I’ll give them that one But I stand strong in disagreement That there’s a pretty face Under these bangs If they looked deep enough Into the eyes They say so beautiful They’d see why I shelter Low and alone Scars tell stories People don’t have time for stories My bangs keep my scars covered I wait for the day they’ll tell me Put your hair down Just let me keep hiding