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i wear a mask
for the world outside
it's a happy face
a face to love
not to hate
everything, everyone
thinks i'm a happy person
but that is only
'cause i make them to
believe that
i wish i was
what they believe
sometimes i'm
but when i'm alone
it's started to sinking
to the bodem of an osean
wich i make with my own tears
i know how it happen
it where those people
who i called friends
friends is a word
but it suppose to be more
those people turned out
they we're like shit
when comes the time
that i meet new people
who are real friends?
i don't want to make
the mistake twice
but there is more
my ex, a spoiled boy
who told lies 'bout me
to his 'friends'
for his reputation
now i hate him more, then
i ever loved him
first i touhgt
all boys are the same
for a part, i'm right
right about that his friends
are much more important
then his lovely girlfriend
right about not telling the truth
there are boys who are nice
who realy care, who tell their
feelings and their dreams
they can say
i love you, and they mean it
for sure
but those boys are
like two rainbows at the same time
'cause you don't see it often
now i know
my reason to live
i'll just have to
waith for a rainbow...

angel