When He Asked Me What Kind Of Girl I Am
Because I am the girl that aches with loneliness but will never care to admit it.
Because I am the girl that aches with loneliness but will never care to admit it.
I need him to see that I am worth something, that he made the wrong choice in not choosing me. I need him to see that I can do things, great things without him.
Eventually it ends, and you are both so happy, because the confusion, and anger is no longer there. It’s over.
I am fighting for everything.
You may not know everyone, but everyone sure does know you.