Words To Make Up
by Glasseater· from 7 Years Bad Luck
Who am I. Just another misunderstanding in my book. To bad I'm afraid to speak your name. To hold your hand. You daid I could be the best thing that happened to you. Where did all those thoughts and words go to. You taught me what it was to smile you taught me what it was to be alive. Maybe we'll be the talk around town. We'll roll around all day on the ground. You and I. Lets put our problems aside. And let the time go by.