People say u can stop your self from liking...
but what if u tried and it didn't work...

She writes poems all night
then cries her self to sleep...

I remember him and his friends and how we use to...
but sometimes i wonder...

Running in the rain is like
running through your tears...

Her pom poms are down
her fists are up...

Broken on the inside
trying to smile with all my heart...

Not skinny enough
not big enough boobs...

At night dreams haunt her of the future coming to...
but its not the future that scares her...

Sometimes i wish my crush one him would end
but i can't get it through my head...

Her walls hear secrets no one else can hear
her floor sees things no one else can see...

One second she is your friend
then the next she isn't...

What happened to kindergarten
what about grade school...