14 May 2012
The girls are walking through the hall, tomorrow is the great prom ball, I've not been asked for a date, and it's already way too late,
The girls are smiling when I cry, they say they care but it's a lie, to them I'm just another girl, who whines over a broken pearl,
But all I ever wished to feel, a boy who'll hold my hand and kneel.
Fake Smiles • Opuss № I