Don\'t come to me to tell me
how beautiful she is...

{at school - pretending to listen to all they say}
while you're all that crosses my mind...

It's like a traffic jam when you're already late
it's falling in love with your very best mate...

I can't get you out of my mind
and it\s you I always dream of...

This would be my last goodbye
It was not hard to believe...

You might think my poems are mealy,
or just too pathetic to be read...

I love you so much but i cant let it show
i would only hurt myself by hearing your no...

She tries hard to keep it ;
thinks no one knows her secret...

Take away
this heartache...

You sweet words are a thing of the past
i should have known...

I remember i said you didn't hurt my feelings
i remember i said you didn't break my heart...

3 spots on my pillow
for every tear i cried today...