Imagination

I have an imagination
i`ll start using it today
first i`ll pretend about the present
and forget every mean thing you say

then i`ll imagine my way through school
and pretend i'm visable to everyone
when that 5º lunch finally arrives
crying alone at the stairs again will be "so much fun"

giving up my hopes
of finally being your friend
will now, no longer be so depressing
because i have learned how to pretend

i can't believe i used to think
that knowing what was "real" was right
because now i don`t have to tell the truth
i just let it all out when i`m alone night

it is better that way
because it's not like my "friends" actually care
pshh, if it wasn`t for my annoying voice
you probably wouldn`t remember, today i was there

"no tiffany, i really care"
yeah. i've fallen for that many times before
but when i really needed you the most
you were the first people to ignore

you've all told me you'd "always be there"
and you act like you know me so well
guess what? you take me for granted..
you treat me like shit .
are you a true friend? - not a chance in hell .

that is why i`ve resulted in pretending
so that i won`t see
what really is going on out there..
and what is really wrong with me.

without knowing it,
you all have helped me imagine too
now i hide everything
and it`s all thanks to you =]