it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
i try so hard to make other people happy.

so hard it is ripping my insides out.

i try so hard to get him to like me. to move our relationship up from being so called 'best friends' to what i've wanted for a year and a half. but he won't. he just leads me on. and i know it but i can't help but still try.

no one knows how hard i try and i wish they did so they wouldn't take advantage of me.

everyone else is my life. i'm nothing to me.

< 5:48 p.m. on 2003-12-19 >