The beat of her heart
As She walks in the room
The shaking soon starts
As She hears you whisper
Half a classroom away
She shrinks a bit lower
She can hear what you say
The smell of a bonfire
Hangs in the air
But you're on your Xbox
Too bored to care
'Bout The little time that you have
You waste it away
Thinking your cooler
Than childhood play
A couple is dancing
And writing real letters
But you call it gay
because you haven't met her
The one that you love
Who will steal your heart
Well I've had enough
Of your glass shard
I'm gonna hold my head high
And walk away
Because I am finished
With what you have to say
You can hold my collar
And pull me back
But the fact of the matter
Is I'm through with that
And if you say you're sorry
After all we've been through
I will never forget
But to forgive's what i do
And you can offer me a place
Amongst your kind
But I am quite happy
With my own mind
~Dear Society, written by me
because you haven't met her
The one that you love
Who will steal your heart
Well I've had enough
Of your glass shard
I'm gonna hold my head high
And walk away
Because I am finished
With what you have to say
You can hold my collar
And pull me back
But the fact of the matter
Is I'm through with that
And if you say you're sorry
After all we've been through
I will never forget
But to forgive's what i do
And you can offer me a place
Amongst your kind
But I am quite happy
With my own mind
~Dear Society, written by me
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