I think she should’ve known this would happen

When that straight-A girl became the one 

who’d sneak out past midnight,

And the cries turned to hindsight.
 

I like to think 

that if our friends;

sometimes the closest people in our life,

can see us for our soul.

Then so can others. 

You aren’t what I need to breathe like a fish out of water

Aren’t what I desire nor the sounds of laughter

That make me smile.