I
wonder what it’s
like
being the pretty girl.
The girl
that breaks all the guys’ necks
when she passes
by.
The girl that can wake up
and go to school
without even trying.
The girl that everyone
wants to be their
friend.
The girl that a lot of
people like.
The girl with such an
amazing personality
that everyone wants to talk to her and be her friend.
Yeah, I wonder what
it’s like
being that kind of
girl...
It’s
difficult liking someone.
Because sometimes, you
don’t know if they
have
feelings
for you or not.
They’d send you all of these mixed signals
that’ll eventually just confuse the heck out of you.
You’re sitting there just trying to figure them out for
yourself.
Then you have all these things you’re urging to tell
them,
including how you really feel,
but you don’t know how to put them into words.
I hate liking someone, cause once you’re attached,
it’s
as
if
your whole life revolves around them.