She looks in the mirror and throws her brush down.
She wonders what is the reason im not good engoh...

Weird huh he couldn't stop 4 a minute to text me
he couldn't even say he loves me...

(this poem makes no sense but oh well please...
you've got to pick up your head little girl...

Now that were over...
now that were threw...

Okay, I'm moving on
probably to late i can tell your gone...

I keep waiting and waiting searching for my happy...
And every guy i get close to ends up to be...

You give the best hugs a girl could ask for
your the best best friend and i cant ask for more...

I can see you all over him
telling Ur friends Ur meant to be...

I heard all the stories and i know there all lies.
Ive seen all the texts and notes but i always...

I get the best feeling when you grab my hand.
When you hold me tight when I'm cold makes me...

He started out as my best friend.
I was only hoping he'd be there till the end...

My one best friend who's always been there.
Through out my life with a hand to spare...