juz gonna stand
thr n watch me burn...tat
orite bcoz i
lik d ways it hurt...
juz gonna stand
thr n hear me cry...tat
orite bcoz i luv d way u lie...
gt a gal...she
oways cry 4
nthg...
sumtin tiny little
thg...
she cry
whn she gt scold...cry
whn u been left
bhide..cry
whn she afraid...cry
whn she saw a sad movie...cry
whn d hero o heroin dying...cry
whn thr is rainy day...cry
whn d rain falling
frm d sky n falling apart wit each other...
she afraid of loneliness..scare to be alone..she lack of feeling of safety...her bed
muz full of blanket n pillow...
she
nid it..so tat d bed won looks so empty...so tat she
cn slp..peace n calm..
sumtime...she wan to b alone..
bt most of d time...she hope
thr r sum1
thr k 4 her...b
thr 4 her...
sumtin she luv life..
bt most of d time..she
cnt wait to run out
frm d reality...
she gt hurt...
bt she
cnt face it...she force herself to pretend ...
she finding a new heart to replace her broken heart..
wad should she do?wad could she do?
to gt a place..tat belong to her...a place tat protect her...
frm all those sadness...
at least a place tat allow her to hide...