It's 3 in the morning
and all I want is you
but I don't think it goes
both ways
for us two

There is this boy I like
But I do not like him for the right reasons
I like him because of kiss that was left on my forehead
I like him because of the way I feel when his arms are  around me
I like him because he makes me smile
But after all of that.
I know absolutely nothing about this boy.
I do not know his hopes
I do not know his dreams
I know nothing about him, it seems.
So I'll keep my mouth shut
Try to keep the butterflies from fluttering
And hope I'll make it through another day

There once was 
a young girl
Innocent and delicate 
Was she

She believed 
That this world
Was filled with beauty
Not everyone did

There was hatred
and despair
that filled
the atmosphere

It slowly suffocated her
Her breath grew ragged
And then this girl
Could no longer see