Story of a Girl Continued

You know what they say… A girl that laughs a lot and Cries a lot Is standing on the line [between] Giving up And seeing How much more she can take… But soon enough she’ll Finally give up She’ll drop the fake smile As a tear runs down her cheek She whispers to herself "I can't do this anymore" She feels all the pain… She had it stuffed down And now It’s back again… And she lies there in bed all alone She can't move but She feels tomorrow will be “okay.” Fed up. Being hurt is overrated. She’s sick & tired of being hated. The reasons just continue to be lame. It's like she’s a pawn in this childish game. In and out of friendship cliques. Girls become ruthless… & guys become heartless… It's getting old & she can't take much more. Everything has turned into trying to score. Sooner or later it'll all die down. But by that time she won’t be around. She’s running from this Running away. She feels that there is no reason she should have to stay. Childish games are not her deal. She’s losing all emotion She’s starting not to feel… I just wish you new all the tears she cried for you And how you killed her But you'll never know Because then you'd know she cared for you And you don’t even deserve that… She fell for you But you didn't catch. Now she’s lying on this cold hard floor And she doesn’t know what to do… Because he won’t hold her hand anymore… Isn’t it amazing how someone can shatter your heart into A million Little Tiny Pieces… And yet you can still love them with Every little piece….