My Mind
I HATEHOW I HATE YOU
THEN TURN AROUNDANDWANT YOU
I HATE THE THINGS YOUDO
AND HOW I TURN ROUND AND FORGIVE YOU
I HATE HOW IM TOO DUMB TO WALK AWAY
WHEN I KNOW YOU DON'T REALLY WANT ME TO SAY
I HATE IT'S A GAME I CONTINUE TO PLAY
HOWI WISH I COULD BELIEVE THAT YOU REALLY CARE
AND THAT WHEN U LOOK YOU REALLY SEE ME THERE
I HATE HOW NOW I LOVE YOU IS RARE
I HATE HOW NOW I DON'T SEE YOU ANYWHERE
NOW SOMETIMES I WOUNDER WAS IT REALLY MEANT TO BE
I WOUNDER IF THERE COULD SUCCESSFULLY BE YOU AND ME
I WOUNDER IF I COULD TAKE ONE MORE CHANCE TO SEE
CAUSE I STILL WOUNDER IF ITS REALLY MEANT TO BE FOR ETERNITY
Copyright © India Brookins | Year Posted 2005
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