She said sorry to often
She apologized for apologizing too much...

“Promise me that you will always remember me...
“Please don’t make me promise that,” I say...

The worst kind of crying is the silent kind.
When you just can’t take it anymore and run into...

Sometimes, I’m quiet around you.
Not because I’m sad...

She ran to me.
Broken and hurting...

I am not the girl
That you would find on the cover of a magazine...

Maybe you don’t see people looking at you...
Maybe you don’t hear all the good things that...

I think I hit the point in life.
Where I’m just done...

I’m not the girl that your mother warns you...
I won’t break your heart...

I’m not mad at you.
I’m mad at myself...

I guess I’m just tired.
Tired of being talked about behind my back...

“Be yourself,”
But then they tell me to change...