Emotions are wondrous things.
It is what makes up beauty. Seeing
past what lies on one’s skin and having
one’s heart full of passion: loving.
(Story of my love life)
It gives the people feeling of closeness
(Your rejection’s like a knife)
and lifts them off the ground with pure happiness.
(You’re the only one I like)
And the times of conflicts and absence
create sadness and a little bit of loneliness
(Story of my love life)
Story of my love life
Jealousy, when that cute girl passes by.
Starts to flirt with my dream love. That guy
has no clue how much that I try
to not get nervous when I come up, say “hi.”
There she goes, hazel eyes and her hair brown.
We just broke up: was another fight, another frown.
I don’t think I can look like a clown
anymore. She’s already bringing me down.
Walk away, I just saw him kissing,
not just a girl, but my best friend Missy
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