Beneath the make-up, and behind the smile. i'm just a girl, who wishes for the world.

I remember when getting high meant swinging at the play-grounds. race issues were who could run the fastest. the only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike. the thing i remember the most was wanting to grow up.

Watching them together, you don't really want to look. it's like a car crash, you can't help but stare.

It's really pathetic how i keep holding on to something, that's not coming back.

You can only push a girl away so far, until she walks out of your life on her own. so, be careful, and make sure this is what you want. because once she turns around, she isn't coming back.

If you don't care, don't act like you do. because some girl, may fall in love with you.