To Be Sure Of Nothing

Maybe she loves the pain
Maybe its become a part of her
Maybe she hate the pain
Maybe she can drain it out of her

Maybe it invisible, cause the drugs hide her
Maybe its visible, so it blinds her
Yes she smiles, Yes she hurts
Yes she's love but hurt is final

Her spirt is strong, but really for how long
Her soul gets wary and her angels guide her along
Her light shines, with no recollection of her pain
but her eyes remember maybe its all in vain