When you looked me in the eye,
And handed me the note...
Friend I know you only wanted to help me out
But I had to go and run my mouth...
So I just sit here. Wondering if you miss me..
As much as I miss you...
Talk trash
Be trash...
What does that mean?does it mean they can hurt...
Torn like a peice of tattered paper
Broken like a shattered mirror...
We were besties,
forever more...
It came to this
It all ended...
We used to be such friends;
Friends with no despair...
Deliberately denying
the truth of my delusion...
They are sweet to the face
Talkative and loving...
Fallen but still standing,i wonder how im still...