Saturday, February 11, 2012

Sorry Sam

Sure I'll dance with you now
But I won't be your girl.

Sure I like you
But not the way you want me to.

Harriet Robinson couldn't have said it better herself
Beauty is just as dangerous now as it was then.

What is the point of being pretty?
No one will like you for who you are.

This is why i stay away
I keep my own company.

Won't you be my friend?
Just my friend please.

Is this growing up?
What they call the real world?

Because I don't like it
I'd rather be young and innocent forever.

Won't you be my friend?
My friend to love forever?

But that will not happen
Because you will always be wanting more.

And i don't want to fall in love.

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