I walk down the hall,
tho not knowing what I will see.
Is it a knew kid, or someone I never notice before?
I ask you what you see.
You say you see a guy with dark cloth,
with ripped jeans,
and make up underneath those blue eyes.
But what I see is a lonely soul,
someone who hasn't found his place in this world.
I see eyes full with pain
and a broken heart that remains.
I see a dark past
that his future life has change.
Tho deep below I see his dreams
of one day when he will smile.
As I walk through the door.
I hesitate and stop,
I wonder who she is, will we get along?
Once again I ask you what you see.
You say a girl with diamond rings
and pretty cloth with lots of pinks.
You say you see a girl with attitude
that only cares about herself
and her only worry is
about what she will wear the next day.
But I see an insecure girl.
A girl with problems
Problems she hides under those cute cloth.
I see a girl that hides her tears
right under her diamond rings
A girl who wishes she had a real family
Someone who will care for her
and not just herself
But I could go on and try to figure people out,
and I know what I think won't make sense to you.
