I Know You.
If you saw me with my mascara smeard, hair all over the place,
sweat pants and a baggy shirt on, youd freak out and ask what in
the world happened to you..
all i could say is nothing before i walked away and started to
cry.
the thing is you DONT know my mascara was smeared because the
thought of you made me cry. my hair was so screwed up because what
you had done to me made me want to rip it out. and i was wearing
the crappiest clothes in the world because you made me feel like
nothing i tried to do was good enough for you..