What about me, is what I think,
Slowly I’m going down to nowhere,
I turn my feelings into ice, well I try,
But all those feelings prove I do care.
People walk away, but I can’t stop them,
I see it too, and I scream ‘don’t go away’,
But nobody hears, nobody sees I’m falling,
They see I’m crying, but they just won’t stay.
Life hapends on a mountain,
And yes I know she’s beautiful as well,
But while everyone is having fun,
I slip away, and they don’t want to see, I can tell.
Even talking, they look me straight in the eyes,
Sorry I can’t cry, because I’m hurting too much,
It’s too much to accept, especially by myself,
I better do something t do well, like study.
Doesn’t anyone see me crying inside?
I need a friend, an arm around me,
I need love, please notice me,
Right now I need it the most,
What about me, is what I think…
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~ Maybe it won’t last forever, but who says the best loves do ~ November is all I know, and all I ever wanted to know ~
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