Something about these winter holidays
make my thoughts feel so strange...

No one understands
no one even tries...

I'm not your average girl
at least i try not to be...

Nothing ever makes sense
especially not now...

You read one poem, think you know me now
enough without a second look...

Its not your fault if i'm every bit regrettable
and not your fault if i'm really this forgettable...

Another sunny september
who knew such strong feelings, could hit me this...