I look in his eyes,
He describes his ideal girl,
I don't know if I should laugh,
I don't know if I should cry.
I look in his smile,
He says he'll never find her
I don't know if I should laugh,
I don't know if I should cry.
I hold his stare,
He won't stop talking about her,
He says that it'd be good if she behaved like me
He says that it'd be nice if she was my clone
He says he loves her, though he doesn't know her
He says I'm a good friend....
almost like a sister...
and now I know...
I should laugh!
to keep my self,
from crying.....
Thisyear for Halloween I'm
going to dress up as Miley Cyrus,
and instead of saying trick or treat I'm going to
say
"Give me a treat or I'll start twerking"