Remembering or me goes a long ways.
All the way back to the time
Where I was in my good way s
The most recent one was a dew days ago.
He asked me I told him no,
He called me I talked to him in disgust.
But after that night I remembered the days when we were together.
I cried and laughed,
I put on this stupid mask
Fooling people to think the person wearing it was mad angry inside.
But behind it all was a girl,
A girl who needed to be freed.
She was so sweet and like a little seed.
The flower withered inside because of a heart who committed pain on itself.
