*-A PrOmiSe iS a PrOmIsE
ThAtZ WhAt ThEy sAy
WeLcOmE tO ReALiTy HuNnIe
tHeYrE BrOkEn EvErYdAy-*

GuEs iM DiFfrEnt
DEn ThE OlD mE
BT U NeD 2 AcEpT
AnD TrY To Se
ThAt JuS BCaUsE
Im NoT LiK Be4
YoU dnT HaV To H8 Me Or IgNoRe
So Im SoRY If Im DifFErEnT
If Im AcTiN StrAnGe
BuT LiK It Or Not
p*e*o*p*l*e*c*h*a*n*g*e

&&äŋď ĺ ļôvэĐ ỷóÜ דּŘǾm ţήĖ 1ŜŦ MõMĕח† į §ÃЩ УǾũ

&& ŜĦë ďãŇĈĕŝ Ļĭkẽ Иø1 ÍŠ шÄŤĈhÌŅģ..ţĦệ ŚâĎ ŦhĺŋĢ ĨŜ ИÓ1 ŀš!

.x.& did you ever think to ask her, if she still loved you, when she can bearly look at you with out tears .x.

.x.&&wipe the tears sweetheart, she'll never no anyway whats the point.x.

.x.&&he was my solider boy,my first love,iraq f.u.c.k.e.d it up.x.

.x.&&he had a glue gun swore he would fix my heart, guess he took it to the workshop and forgot to return it.x.

.x.&&he still has her teddy on his bed,the smell off her perfume still lingers, he has her photo in a frame, even when he knows it will never be the same.x.

.x.&&each cut has a secret, he was my secret, but secrets don't always work.x.