From November to December(written 26 September 2014)

I'm not a pretty face that people will remember,

I've got a cold soul like the heart of December,

My blood glowing and hot like a burning ember,

What happened to the girl I knew in November?

Into and out of my life people came,

Nobody knew me except for my shame,

You won't remember me from fame,

But please, I beg you, remember my name.