I raise up my glass to make a toast
to a wish that i hope will come true...

Looking on the brightside
is sometimes hard to do...

Every thing i look at
every thing i see...

Here is sit
after 3 months...

I hate me more then i hate you
it was me who fell in love...

Why do you do this
why can't you see...

You said you loved
then i realized you could love at 14...

We are so close
or were it seams...

Its time for me to let you go
its time for me to move on...

Afraid of rejection
powered by hate...