God made u
God made me...

So many feelings
So much drama...

Its not my original work and I wont give myself...
Everything’s so blurry...

God why is this happening
I’m sitting here thinking...

Dont call me a b---h, a prep, or a w---e
Stay out of the way, its my turn to score...

My hearts been broken once again
Not by any guy but by my best friend...

I’m missing you more
Whenever you’re here...

She can’t believe it happened
She fell in love again...

This is sort of a letter to a girls ex-man.
You asked me one day...

Love is a precious thing
Others think its just a game...

Even though you left me
My heart is still in love...

I might be fat
And wear glasses...