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 always think of you.
In my sleep,
in my dreams,
I always think of you.<
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.
No matter how we
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
Do I love you?
Look into my eyes.
The shine you see is the light of my soul.
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
Y
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
