14, English, and incandescently far from perfect.
Is there someone there. If there is I'd like to know where Please don't follow, you're making me feel hollow And scared inside too, What can I do.
She was broken And the locket round her neck was a token, A token of her happiness Before the times were filled with bitterness.
Deep in the meadow, under the willow. A bed of grass, a soft green pillow. Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes. And when again they open, the sun will rise. Here it's safe, here it's warm.
How do we suspect, That some is perfect. When do we place an inspection, to look for someone who is perfection. Millionaires and Populars galore, Or celebrities we all adore.
As her eyes widened, And her scarlet lips parted. She moved in closer, To resume what they had started.
When there's a smile in your heart, There's no better time to start- Peter Pan.
Back in the day There was some way To be who I wanted We could dance as we chanted.