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by Jen Dec 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm not the person You want me to be I'm just the opposite Don't you see I'm good at pretending To be someone else Nobody really knows me, Not even myself I was with you at your every call I ws there to catch you if you were to fall You thought you loved me you said you cared But you never knew me Even though I was always there Now I'll forget you And you'll forget me We were never really happy We weren't meant to be