The more i try to let go, the more i keep holding on.

I can only be happy if he look straight to my eyes again.

The eye is both made to see he truth and also be blinded by the lies.

The person who made your tears fall, is the same person who can dry them and make you smile.

What"s the use of being being beautiful if no one really love's you.?

All I need is you to set me free from this misery.