| | That girl across the street,
walking past my house
I saw her, but no one else did
That girl at the store
shopping with her mom
I saw her, but no one else did
That girl down the block
going into that house
I saw her, but no one else did
Everywhere I look, there she is
I see her all the time
But no one else does
Is she just a figment of my imagination?
No, that can't be it, she's more.
I know she exists
She's real, And so are her feelings,
And her heart, And her mind,
And her soul, not just her body
And that's what they see
A shell, an empty vessel
Just her body, alone nothing more
They dont listen when she speaks
They dont care about her day
they just want their peice of her
She comes to me, when she's hurt
She leans on me when she's crying
She says I'm so sweet, unlike the other guys
So, let me ask you this,
If I'm so sweet
Why am I just her friend...
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| | Posted 10/11/2006 1:23 AM - 1 View - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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