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My heart bleeds for his love
Yet when I look at him I feel the urge to self-destruct
I know he sees me looking, he looks directly into my eyes
But after awhile, they slowly start to drift away
Was it me, or was it the shots of Tequila to help me feel at ease?
I don't know how much longer I can take this pain..
Pillow, T-shirts, and Cologne
All the things that keep me sane while I'm alone
Is it sane or insanity to love someone who finds me invisible?
His lips were so kissable
His eyes were of a porcelain doll
His physique was of a God
But to him I am an ordinary girl
Girl, Teen, Women ... Change
Why do all men feel we are one in the same?