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.
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
<Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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