That boy

Sometimes running away is the only way,

i find myself at peace with nothing to say.

when being commited theres so much to do,

never knowing if you are with the wind or still the girlfriend new

you never know if he has really moved up stream

checked on another girl that\'s fulfilling his dream,

not being good enough has always been my hate,

until you find the boy who loves you at fate.

finding the perfect boy is like finding loads of money

the boy that treats you well and calls you his honey

flaunts you to his friends & not scared to show

always keeps you happy so you dont go.

until I find that boy. im stuck with the rest,

leading me on pretending im the best.