I finally understand,
how much you care for me,
I wish only now he could see,
Everything he thinks is me,
Is NOT me..
He thinks i am a happy child,
dressing in pinks and golds,
he thinks i am the girly girl hiding in the crowds,
Now times have changed & tables have turned around,
For i am not the happy girl blending with the crowd
I am the sad girl,
Only pretending when friends are around,
I love to be bold,
Always standing out in dark colors in a crowd,
I love to be hyper,
& wherever i am i love getting kicked out..
And if you don't like this side of me,
There is the door..
Don't let it hit you on the way out
(He didn't like my real side of me, after 7 months he dumped me, not cause he didn't love me but we were too different)
