Picking up the Pieces It blew my mind into a million pieces, to think I would be doing that to myself. Why do I do what I do, I don't know It started out so innocently, what happened? I let myself go too far, and now I'll have to recover. When will the pain stop, when will I be myself again? I feel so empty. When will I see the light? I realize what I am doing, but everytime I try to recover, I slip and fall right back onto my face. All I want is to feel beautiful, all I want is to feel loved.