The Not So Secret Diary

The Meaning Love, life, death, All just words, Why do they mean so much. Hate, Ugly, stupid, All just words, Why do they hurt so much. Words hurt, But why? They don't mean anything, Why do we make them mean everything?

I'll Find You I lost you, They found me. I try to find you, They keep me away. I love you, They hate me. I dream of finding you, They torture me. But I keep trying  I keep wishing I keep dreaming.

Why Me Why me, You could have chosen anyone but,  why me You love her but you chose me, why me You want her but you chose me, why me You need her but you chose me, why me.

In My Dreams. You,  Me,  Us. We will never be together But people may dream. I wish you would notice me, But hey, people can dream. I Dream, I only Dream.

Love Love, a strong feeling of affection, something that is taken for granted, something I feel for you, something you feel for me, something we share, something we fear, something we don't understand, but something we feel for each other, something that will strive for ever.

The Other  He talks to me, you don't. He laughs with me, you don't. He jokes with me, you don't. He smiles with me, you don't. He's caring, your not. But I love you both. No matter what, I will always be there for YOU, and HE  will always be there for me.