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.
It's the way you say I love you and the way you hold my hand.
There's just so much about
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
We've all been through thick.
We've all been through thin.
We've all been to the
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
The hate that I feel inside for you
For all the crappy things you have put them through
