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Tick toc goes the clock
Tic toc goes my heart
waiting for you love
waiting for you

Wishing youd be here
holding my hand
wishing youd be holding my hand
never letting go

My eyes are discuised
as black and hollow holes
for my real colours are blue and grey
blue and grey feelings cause
i can not figure out a poem to say how much you mean to me
cause you mean EVERYTHING to me

i feel like an over played song of someone looking for love
is this love?
am i in love?
The girl who has an unpurposly passion for breaking hearts?
Broken hearts...

i think karma just bit me in the a** and it hurts
it hurts from not knowing if im truly in love
if i am
then it hurts not knowing if he feels the same way about me..
if he's in love
with me
an over played song that has played other peoples love songs
love songs only played once
then thrown out..

It's weird
weird how i was once looking for someone
and once i finally gave up
that someone came to me

He who has come
may have just found my love song
a love song he may just decide to throw out
thrown out then broken
once broken then smashed
smashed only to cut himself as bad as he would hurt me
cut me, and watch the bloody tears run down my face
run down my face one by one

but who know
who knows that this is younge love im juggling with
juggling thoughts of thy unknown

so until i find out..

Tic toc will go the clock
Tick toc will go my heart
waiting for you love
just waiting for you

heart sweatdrop