She covers up her tears
With fake smiles and glazed eyes...

Sitting here in solitude
To shy to speak or make a gesture...

The best season ever
Winter...

Passing through the hallways
Giving him a glance...

I sit here and look at my white sheet of paper
So empty and barren...

Friends are who laugh at your jokes
The ones who help you ask out blokes...

The Beaver lady!
She stole my boyfriend...

He came to her window
She crawled out of bed...

They tumble and roll
As they learn how to walk...

In the darkness.....
Creatures awake and embrace the night...

I see people walking around
Holding hands and cuddling...

The one who's always there for me
The one who I look at with such glee...