I can’t imagine what’s in your head
If you need attention, or you want to be dead...
Why do I crave your constant pain?
How is your torture my pure joy...
I fooled myself,
Along with others...
So this is where i stand
a meter from you...
I put my hand in my pocket,
And noticed I'd lost my keys...
Ur so stubborn
Ur not coming back...
U say ur sorry
but it's already been said...
My friends aren't exactly who they seem
They are here to ruin my big dream...
The greatest lessons are those learned
From the mistakes made on your way...
Reality had hit us hard that time,
When you told me you'd be gone...
We were friends
We would laugh...
At the Summerton sleepover,
A story began to unfold...