Rewritten
I read it and it seemed like the same old thing... I think this makes it better.
He tells me of this girl he knew who would make him feel ugly just looking at her.
So pretty and so sad he just wanted to curl up away from her
Face was so perfect like shattered porcelain her
Smile so real but you knew it was never for you her
Picture is hanging right above his mirror and she
Looks so alive neither of us can take it for she
Makes us feel dead when we look at her
Captured picture and he can only remember the last time he saw her
Skin was so white for there were no more bruises her
Body was painted like the artwork she hated but her
Casket was simple the way that she pretended to be and he
Tells me she would have wanted it that way.
He tells me of this girl he knew who would make him feel ugly just looking at her.
So pretty and so sad he just wanted to curl up away from her
Face was so perfect like shattered porcelain her
Smile so real but you knew it was never for you her
Picture is hanging right above his mirror and she
Looks so alive neither of us can take it for she
Makes us feel dead when we look at her
Captured picture and he can only remember the last time he saw her
Skin was so white for there were no more bruises her
Body was painted like the artwork she hated but her
Casket was simple the way that she pretended to be and he
Tells me she would have wanted it that way.