Behold not with your eyes,
but with your heart...

When I think about you
I want to cry...

He looked at her
she turnt away...

People say they are depressed
they aren't...

Why do I have to be so hated?
My life is becoming faded...

Don\'t cry for me
or my pain...

I'm stuck here
between happy and sad...

I'm broken
with every word...

Everyone thinks shes jealous
of the other girl...

As they sat there
his hand in hers...

If i could get to know you
I wouldnt need to cry...

If i could get to know you
I wouldnt need to cry...