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Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'M NOT OKAY
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)
Sunday, April 17, 2005
ah...! the home ec. is killing me. anywaiez, yty, i was watching harry potter 1, then after tat harry potter 3. i realised somethg. the characters grew. its quite a lame realisation but juz listen 2 me. i made me tink. we used 2 to b young, innocent, naive, a bit carefree, ewwing at guys. now, we noe bad words (some even we use), r worry warts, make sure we get notice by both genders (some hope more on the opp. gender. haha...). wat happened 2 the carefree days of childhood? in fact, r we still children? can we count ourselves teenagers? r we adolesents? wat made us change? the company we keep? our upbringing? the attitdue we hve? our enviroment? look at ourselves, wat hve we become? take a look at photos of when we were in kindergarden? see we HVE changed. qns is was it 4 the better or 4 the worst? when i look at ppl younger than me, i tink of our used-2-exist innocence. ppl older than me, i tink tat is the future. scary isn't, it? in a few years time, we will all move on into the 'real' world, if there is such a thg...
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3:14 pm
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore