Fool

by michelle   Nov 27, 2006


I ALWAYS SEE YOU IN SCHOOL

WITH MY FRIEND, BOTH OF YOU LOOK COOL

AS YOU PASS BY, I SMILE

WHEN YOUR GONE, I SIGH

I FELT REALLY STRANGE THIS DAYS

CONFUSE AND THINKING WHAT TO CHANGE

I WAS A FOOL

I BECOME YOU TOOL

I AM BLIND

AND NOW I LIKE TO HIDE

WHAT WAS IN HER THAT WAS NOT IN ME?

WHY DO YOU LOVE SUCH AS THEE?

WHEN WILL YOU PLAN TO OPEN YOUR EYES

TO SOMEONE YOU KNOW WILL DIE

IT IS TRUE THERE ARE THINGS WE MUST ACCEPT

I WISH YOUR MINE, BECAUSE I WONT LET

YOU TO BE HURT AND BECOME SOMEONES BET

THAT NOW THEY'LL DO AND FOREVER, WILL REGRET.

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