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.
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.
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.
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.
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