Under it all

by Brana   Aug 26, 2006


Under it all,
I see the real you,
Do you really like me,
Or are you feeding me shit thats not true,

I know shes doing this,
She toying with your mind,
When she flirts with you,
You leave me behind,

When guy comes up by me,
You just stare,
Like what are doing with him,
You're suppose to be over here,

Well you know what,
You have to decide you like,
Until then,
You can go take a freaking hike,

When you are on the bus you mess with her,
But when we are at school you act different like you never were,

Like i said,
There will be one day,
Where and your weird mind,
Will come back for me....

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