26.5.08
you know, i would really love to be friends with you.
it's just that, it's just that you won't allow me to.
i have no idea what's going on at all.
i don't know what's your cause for dislike.
why you talk bad about me, why you stare at me like that, why you talk to me in such a cold unfriendly tone.
and when you do actually talk, i can see that it's fake smiles and laughter and it's so painful to carry on the conversation knowing that it's not who you are that im talking to.
sure, maybe i've been wrong.
maybe it's just something that i said.
or somethings that i said.
or the way i behave.
but i really wished you'd given me a chance.
why you behave like two different people altogether.
it just makes me very nervous around you.
i tried to talk about stuff that we have in common.
i was afraid you didn't like the things i liked.
i wondered why your friends must always be that profile.
why you leave me out of your circle.
i wonder why you have to take others with you and your dislike against me,
since the very beginning.
i wonder what i ever did to you.
why do you have to single me out?
why can't you be nice and just accept me the way you accepted others.
i really wonder why.
and to that person, you know im talking about you,
just give it a thought.
a thought.
dance those blues away...
