Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.
But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.
Why?
Why can't people just take the time?
Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.
The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.
They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.
You can't expect me to open up the very first day.
It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.
Why?
Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?
I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
Because She Was My Best Friend
Together we would laugh, together we would cry,
With each other, we'd never be shy.
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up my tears.
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
