School is almost back in session
I don't want to learn anymore lessons...

I'm trying to pick up the pieces
Of what used to be my life...

My heart is made of glass
And it is easily broken...

Do you know who I am?
You may think you know...

Sitting here wishing
I was having fun...

I'm trying to understand
Why you don't want to spend time alone with me...

These days I look around
And all I see is...

Someday you'll be mine
I know it in my heart...

I saw you when you walked into the room
I couldn't believe my eyes...

I try desperatly to find who I am
Only to be pushed back...

I hate being
By myself without...

You make me feel
As if I'm your second choice...