To the girl with the long black hair the one standing alone in the crowd the one whos not afraid to do her own thing what happened to you? the one i used to know? now shes just part of that crowd trying so hard to fit in so hard to be like everyone else i admired her for being her for being able to stand by herself to stick up for what she thought was right and defend herself when it was wrong. to the girl i once saw, standing alone in the streets of new york to the one i fell in love with for being; just being. to that one special girl who i knew would love me too to the one i once admired - what happened to you?
