Tuesday, August 24, 2010

picture perfect girl..

i`m just a girl, you`re just a boy. this is my heart, it`s not a toy. So what`s with you playing with my mind? we used to be cool, this used to be love. now it`s become something like a job. like it or not, maybe things were changing right before our eyes. i tried to be your picture perfect girl. but you were in your own fantasy. trying to control me like some kind of barbie. but that just isn`t me. because i`m not a doll. this isn`t a dollhouse. you`re way to old to be putting me down like this, and playing around like this. no, i could never be stuck living life like this behind these four walls. i`m not a doll. you called the shots right down to my shoes. i liked what you liked because you told me to. and i don`t think that you could even tell. i fell out of love but it never showed. i gave up on us so long ago. but you`ll never know. baby don`t pretend like you know me so well. i`ll never be made of plastic. so glad that my heart`s elastic. no matter what you do, i`ll bounce back off of you. cut me, but i`m not bleeding. i come with imperfections. epitome of perfection. if you can`t understand loveing the way i am, then you`re no good for me. So glad i kept my receipt.

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