It's a crazy concept.
That the feeling is mutual.
Constantly saying "no",
So hearing "yes" is unusual.
All that time,
Ive been denying,
All that time,
I could of stopped crying.
But it was tough,
Being the one unwanted,
For so long being put down,
And today im still haunted.
All those years,
Feeling useless,
No one looking at me,
A continuous mess.
I have to understand,
That i have changed.
Your not that girl anymore,
So dont feel ashamed.
I am here now,
And so is he.
Now help the sad little girl,
Because that girl was me.