Looking back at me,
i see that i never really got it right...

I don't know how to tell you this, but i was...
i am sorry that i hurt you...

Loving you is a dream,
inside my head so deep...

Is it just me or am i free,
my sisters the center of attention...

One, five, nine, ten,
do you want me to count them all again...

I look at you,
and i see him...

Getting to school,
Not know who to tell...

Dear Diary,
i wanna tell him so...

He showed me fun,
he told me I was beautiful...