Why is it always me?
Is it because people cant see...

So, theres this guy,
I think of him all the time...

My heart beat faster,
I got butterflies...

The sadness in this girl's eyes.
Even though she rarely crys...

Listening to a little girl cry,
are the angles above us...

I love you,
but i hate you...

As I sit on the porch,
Watching the sun...

As you're screamin'
she thinks about leavin...

Every time I heard it,
Those words meant so much...

As i speak to you,
The air fills with magic...

She sits in the corner of her room,
crying , now that the day is done...

One at a time,
slowly but surely...