You sure did paint a pretty picture,
Of growing old with grace...

Cinderella
I sit in the palace...

Sticks and Stones
Your words stab at my heart...

Best Friends For Now
(This isn't about personal experience...

You drag me across the playground,
A dozen pairs of eyes are boring into me...

I can take rejection,
But what I hate is the lies...

Crouched in a corner,
Head in her hands...

She hid behind a plastic smile,
Though tears welled in her eyes...

Her eyes are red and watery,
Her skin is pale and white...

No-one looked at what she did,
Or listened to what she said...

10 things I hate about you,
I don't know where to start...

He bit my neck,
Until it was bleeding and sore...