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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)
Saturday, August 06, 2005
On my dad's labtop now. Installed wireless in my house. Now, with the new modem for the com., Runscape won't disconnect everytime someone calls. Yay! The stupid git will FINALLY stop nagging me. He sometimes reminds me of my mum. Bird of a feather.
Charis, if you haven't seen my tagboard, go do it now. Someone has proven you right. But I still want to know how it's done and see it with my own eyes, then I'll believe you. I still think it not possible for that person to say those 3 words. There are other 3 words that I don't wanna see/hear/know, but the 3 words that person said are scary enough. I'm NOT close to that person. I know as much about that person as my parents know about me, and that's very little. VERY.
_broken_
1:32 pm
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore