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Wednesday, May 2, 2007


THE DOLL AND THE PRETTY BOY THE BAIT AND THE FISH THE GUY ABOVE AND THE GUY A STREET AWAY.

aren't you happy now
you have that pretty boy with you
the boy that i cant compare up to

you giggle at him everytime you see his face
you got his number and somehow realise that i didn't exist
you long for him wanting to visit him everytime he works

he wait for you after work just to walk you home
he wishes that you were his and you wish the same thing to
somehow you just can't get him out of your mind
you blush whenever he talks to you

you flaunt you attitude towards me and treats that pretty boy like a jewel
what am i a bait?
i was there when you got his number
you were so happy that day
somehow i thought that everything would be alright
but instead the next day my heart shattered
everything was amiss
the love that was in the air above you eveytime i see you dissapeared
my heart broke and my mind was in a state of blankness
it was like the world had ended

only a day after you met each other
somehow you start dating
one day it was just one day
however hard i tried to be calm
i just couldnt be
my heart the frozen heart
felt colder than it normally felt
it was winter for my heart
but for you it was spring
spring in which the butterflies fly and love is in the air

he stared at me and i stared back
somehow he wasn't intimidated
he saw me as a fly
i saw him as a thorn in the flesh
he needed to be taken out
but i didn't have the heart to break your heart

so i just let it be
hoping someday you will love me as much as i love you
however i'm so certain that you dont know how i feel
as long as i see you
my bad memories are gone

i have fun whenever i'm with you and i know you too have fun when you're with me
the way you laugh
the way you smile
your attitude
makes me want to kiss you

but i cant
i dont have enough guts
what if that incident happened again
won't that be like deja vu

i couldn't take that saga
the way you ignored me
the way you didn't talk to me
it was like my heart was being stabbed
with different knives
everyday with a increase in the length of the blade
i couldn't take it and i broke down

now the pretty boy is with you
isn't he such a charmer
he walks you home even if he just met you
he must like you too
than how can i have the heart to break that happiness i see in you

he doesn't mind holding your hand infront of all your friends
making your friends to wish that they will have a guy like that

he came and i hope his leaving
however everyday i see you
you seem more and more into him

i was cast aside
like a doll that had been played since childhood
i was placed into the donation box
so that you have space for your cosmetics
and your cosmetics have to be that pretty boy

dont you realise that you would have known the doll at the back of your hand
you had the doll since young
you would know every inch of it
how many strands of hair it got
how many scratches it has
but no you had to bring in cosmetics and left this doll all alone
do you realise that you dont know the cosmetics well enough for you to even use it
how can you love him so much until you can throw away the doll

i was cast aside like a doll that has been worned out.
a doll that would only be taken down occasionally
i was hurt deeply
do you know that

everytime i look into your eyes i melt and my bad memories just dissapear
whenever i'm with you, my laughter will fill the air
whenever i'm with you tears of joy just streak down my cheeks

now i've been cast away
into the dark black pool
and you are running away with that pretty boy
what am i to you
what is he to you
is this the end.......

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