I see this box with a caution sign,
Do i touch it? can it be mine...

I didn't ask to be here
Just raised with one intent...

So I met this boy who captured my heart.
I fell head over heels right from the start...

I had so much to say today
But my words became a blur...

I sit here and I wonder about that night we had
I called you when I drank too much...

I answer my phone
With not much to say...

Revolving Doors.
That never stop turning...

They say I'm too young,
Naive none the less...

I can't be your friend,
It hurts don't you see...

My smiles are fake
These tears are real...

My hair is quite curly,
Very nappy I must say...

These high expectations
Are taking over me...