I'm standing here in a room full of people
people who i call my "family"...
I stayed whit my friend
we sat in a sofa watching TV...
True
do I have to tell the truth to everyone...
Teasing...
I cry and everyone comes to me...
Real friends...
yesterday I was with my friends...
Let him go...
I can't and I won't...
A mother
you have one...
I see it
she hides it...
Just want a friend
every boy I speak with...
Forget that i was there
forget that i made you cry...
I'm sick of doing my best for other people!
I'm sick of smiling when I'm sad...