The day i had to move away,
I didn't know the words to say...

Theres this boy,
about my age...

The way you tell me I'm gorgeous,
even when you know I'm not...

There is this one school..
i went there about a year ago...

We talked last night,
thats not too rare...

My opinions don't matter to you,
yet barely even to me...

So there are a couple of girls,
I happen to know from school...

Last summer sucked,
I had to move away...

My life has been hell,
since i cant be there...

I was already four,
when you decided to meet me...

No one understands,
how much pain i feel inside...

I hate the way they treat me here.
and the way they make me cry...