What do you make of me? Do you think that I am just a toy to be played with? Do you think that I have feelings? Do you think that I do not care or feel? Don't you know anything?
Deep within I cry. Deep within I'm scared, Deep within you, what are you doing and feeling?
As the night falls what do you have? As the darkness starts to rule what do you hold onto? Who is you friend? Why do you haunt the dreams of me? Why do you do what you do? How do the midnight callings fall upon your tortured soul. Does your gold skin and eyes reflect all the emotions others have for you?