Everytime I look at you all the pain comes rushing down my vain
the hurtness, jealously you know rejection,
Hating my self like why can't I be like the rest of girls at school why do I have to be different,
Thinking to myself if I wasn't different would you love me back.
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC
Everytime I look at you all the pain comes rushing down my vain
the hurtness, jealously you know rejection,
Hating my self like why can't I be like the rest of girls at school why do I have to be different,
Thinking to myself if I wasn't different would you love me back.
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