That GirlWhat happened to that girl?The one with the perpetual smileShining on her face?Where is she now?What has become of that smile?It is broken now.What happened to that girl?The one who could put her faithInto anyone?Where is she now?What has become of that faith?It is dead now.What happened to that girl?The one with the tinkling laughEndlessly in her voice?Where is she now?What has become of that laugh?Nothing but echos remain.What happened to that girl?The one that used to make himSo happy?Where is she now?What has become of his happiness?It is gone now.That girl faced thingsThat broke her smileThat killed her faithThat stole her laughAnd she changedShe can never be againThat girl that once made himSo happy.That girl is goneAnd I can't bring her backSo I can neverMake him happyAgain.
DetailsI haven't seen you in a whileBut I still remember everythingYour green eyes and the way you smileYou're small but you're beautifulAnd your personality is tall.I don't like your friends and you don't like mineBut that's just fine'Cause it's one of a million things I would overlookJust for you, for you, just for youIt's the details that make you perfectAnd naturally, what I see is better than realityBut if reality is half as good it's good enough for meOh I see that it's the detailsThat make you perfectAnd naturally, what I see is better than realityBut if reality is half as good it's good enough for meI love that I can talk to you about anythingFrom socks to immortalityAnd I think it's sweetHow at night you put your mom to sleepWell I'm not perfect, and you're not perfectBut as long as we can't die,It might as well be just you and ISo let's jump off a cliff like you wantedThen go out for a flyOh I see that it's the detailsThat make you perfectAnd naturally, wh
We CriedI held your hand that night,Your best friend and I,We go there first.They told us it was too late,There was nothing anyone could do.I cried,You told me not too.Your friend cried too.It has been the three of us for as long as I can remember. We could get through anything,Except maybe this.I leaned in close to your face.I softly placed my lips on yours."Save me a spot in Paradise." I whispered into your ear. Then it was time to go.Your friend,He switched off the machine.Then he reached over and squeezed my hand.Then you were gone.You were gone,And we cried.We held each other.And we mourned.We cried.
I Am A Child.I am a child.Unsure, yet unafraid.Innocent, and carefree.Surrounded by those who love me,I have the luxury of taking things for granted.I can afford to waste things like time,I get what I need, and everything I want.I am me, myself entirely, and I don't care what people say to it,Because I am not aware.I am ignorant, but I am proud.I live in a world of princesses and knights,Pirates and ogres.I am me.I am perfect.I am a child.