She was the girl who always asked,
"are we friends?"
Never wanting relationships to end.
Always honest, the one you could depend on.
She didnt want much
only a good friend
cause that's all she really needed to get by.
And if you truely looked,
You could see her soul
Deep in her brown eyes,
Innocent Lullaby.
She was a girl who was a girl who was younger than she seemed.
sheltered, innocent, pure, and naive.
Yea.. my friend wrote this.. and i love it. its not finished yet, but its pretty good.