flirtatious disease
i wish he would notice me
he treats me as im air
i wish i wasnt see through
im so alone and bare
i wish when he was bored
he would break the ice with me
but i know im so boring
and transparent so no one sees
if i wish upon a star
i think it would be about all him
i think about him every day
but i think he dreams about her
she makes me jealous
she makes me cry
because of him
i feel like i have a disease
a cureless disease
its not contagious
but its killing me
the disease is called love
im going to die...
because of him..
WRITTEN BY ANONOMIEEE
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
LOVELESS
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