There's a place on each road...
Where the street ends...
Well, there's one in your life, too...
It begins with your friend...
You and your friend...
Start to hang out a lot...
You begin to fall for her...
But you don't want to get caught...
Your heart has been broken
Many times before...
So told yourself...
You would not fall anymore...
Because if you fall in love...
With your best friend...
Just like your life...
The streets going to end...
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
She is unique.
Every time I see her
I just can't seem to know how to speak.
I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.
It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft
Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren't always as t
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
My family's gone; there's no one home.
It's only me who's home alone.
I shouldn't
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
