They all seem so disposable
It hasn't always been like this
I once was the disposable one
The one that didn't matter
The one trying to keep her composure
I used to care to much
And now I care so little
I used to get head over my heels so easily
But the words coming out of their mouths weren't real
And I learned not to be the foolish girl
The one standing there looking like an idiot
So instead I leave before they can
Sometimes I wonder if I'm missing out
Running away like this
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 1:52 AM UTC
They all seem so disposable
It hasn't always been like this
I once was the disposable one
The one that didn't matter
The one trying to keep her composure
I used to care to much
And now I care so little
I used to get head over my heels so easily
But the words coming out of their mouths weren't real
And I learned not to be the foolish girl
The one standing there looking like an idiot
So instead I leave before they can
Sometimes I wonder if I'm missing out
Running away like this
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