As I walk down the hall I see a girl with a look upon her face.
With an empty smile and a broken heart.
It looks to me as her worlds torn apart.
She has this depressing attitude and style of someone who's to afraid to hold her hand. As I snap bacc into reality realizing this girl is just passing by.
I glance once more and notice the tears falling from her eyes.
When out of nowhere my friend asks me what's wrong why are you cring?
