If I had a chance to know everything about her,
I would take it.
But I don't think something like that
Could ever happen.
Because, unfortunately for me,
I don't think she really even like me.
And everything she does and says
Around me is a lie.
Child's play, all pretend.
Because I'm all wrong, in her eye.
But even if that all be true,
I still care for her.
I'll still see her as a friend,
No matter what happens.
Because I know inside, she means well.
Just look at her face and you can tell.
She just doesn't know
The real me.
Because I don't really show
Who I am to just anyone.
But to her,
If she gave me a chance,
I'd tell her anything and everything,
My whole life story,
And all she would have to do,
Is just ask.
