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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)
Thursday, August 25, 2005
That was Teacher's Day '04. Me, Clarissa Shu En and Lesley, clockwise. Kat was like, 'omg haha ur hair was so long?' Haha. Copied off MSN Messenger. Strange. Isn't it? My hair is so much shorter now. Clarissa saw me on that morning and she shouted," Oh my gosh." I was wearing the Avril Lavigne look. The tie thing. Clarissa was a BIG fan of her. Not sure about now. Still undecided on Teacher's Day Celebrations. The whole class is supposed to dress up. Paid by class fund. That's $2 times 33 people. $66 in total. I thought we were short of money... Anyway, there's ACES Day before. Oh man. Not again. Mrs Ong says to change from PE attire to your "rock" outfit. If I can find one...
_broken_
3:47 pm
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore