Walking Down The Cluttered Hall,
Smile And Head Held High,
Pray To God Your Don't Trip And Fall,
And Make Your Way By.
Walking Down The Same Hall Alone,
Tears Hit The Floor,
No Longer In Your Prema Zone,
As You Run From What You Can't Take Anymore.
Walking Past The Guy,
And He Only Sees Your Masked Face,
To Yourself You Will Lie,
You Can Be In The Same Place.
Sitting At His Locker,
If He Would've Still Been Standing There,
He Would See Under Your Mask Your Face Is A Blurr,
Then Maybe He Would Understand He Wasn't Fair.
He Laughs With His Friends,
And Glances Over,
Then Happiness He Pretends,
Like A Four Leaf Clover.
But Little Do You Know Just Like You,
He Is broken Inside,
He Doesn't Know What To Do,
For His Feelings He Will Hide.
Now Your Both hurt,
To Scared How The Other Does Feel,
"I Miss You" Are The Words Your Mouths Want To Blurt,
Thats What Makes Love Real.
