You know when the good things start to end
There's screaming inside your head
Kind of like the sky is falling
Sweet dreams
Crashing down
I guess this ain't my fairytale
More like that one story we've all heard a hundred times,
But this time the sky ain't falling for a dumb
Dumb dumb dumb
Little fool
This girl has been used
Best friend the legend says
Blame her for using you
All of you
Toxicity ain't my style
With you I would've gone the extra mile
But no
Now i'm standing in the mirror
Of a rearview town
We all once held the keys to
Before you let us down
Crying in bathrooms
As the sky is falling down
Your fake fake face
Calling me a snake
Oh boy
Oh boy
What a shame
I'm just that story
But stronger
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Tales of a Pretty-Eyed American girl (Poetry)
PoetryI like to think of myself as not an author, not a poet, but a girl who just wants to be loved, cherished, and understood unconditionally. Unfortunately, in today's society, that's just too much to ask for... and I hate it here. "Just like any old t...
