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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)
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
I still can't believe I had a 3 hour phone call yesterday that ended at 12:30 something, this morning. Yup, THIS MORNING. I officially lost it. I've never actually had a 3 hour phone call. If I did, it wasn't conscious. We were joking that we could have talked till this morning and I think we could have if my Dad wasn't such a party pooper. At least, he didn't know I was on the phone. Otherwise, I wouldn't be allowed to use the phone forever. He only saw my nano's light. He told me off. Said that he'd confiscate my phone or my nano if he ever found me up so late listening to music or SMSing again. He makes Michael and I sleep early cause school reopens soon.
DARN! I forgot. DIE!!! Dad will sure not allow after this... I'm so dead. But then again, I know that even without this happening, he still wouldn't allow. I'm super sorry. Well, technically, it's not totally my fault. I'll try but I don't guarantee anything. I some how see a lecture and a rejection coming my way but I'll try, k? Hopefully, HOPEFULLY, by some miracle, my parents will allow...
_broken_
11:13 am
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore