Shes different, someone you just cant put your finger on. She is friends with everybody yet at times can barley talk to them, But they love her anyway. She is quiet and thoughtful yet loud and outgoing. She is her own person you cant judge her because she would care, but on the inside she takes every little criticism to heart. She is a contradiction to her self. |
Rain Falls on the sidewalk
Stopping the never ending time...
Sing a song
As darkness falls...
Under a fallen sky
The angel sits...
When the music starts
She crates fairies and angels...
Much like a song bird
That has lost it voice...
She didnt listen.
She let me in...
I climb out of my widow
As the morning room raises...
When the music starts
She crates fairies and angels...
She looks out the window never knowing why she sad
Tear stand cheeks, whisper untold secrets...
I am nothing more than Fake Smiles and Beautiful Scars |
Am i beautiful behind the scars |
Don t say I m out of touch |