Ekim 2000, Beylikdüzü
Burcu Yelda Özgür
When you look at me
I wonder what you see
A past I can't forget
A future to regret
No potential showing
Self hatred ever growing
Death, a smile on my face
I'm sure I'm easy to replace
I know that you can't understand
Until you've experienced it first hand
Just so sick of my own reflection
This was it my last rejection