dn't lead me on,
n leave me confused,
any girl wud rather b left alone,
than hv her heart abused

d tears i wish 2 wipe away,
wil return unchecked 4 another day.
Alas! dat is d price i pay

not all scars show.
not all wounds heel.
sometimes u cnt c d pain dat u feel

dn't step on a daisy while looking 4 a rose

i try 2 laugh abt it,
cvr it all up wth lies.
i try 2 laugh abt it,
hiding d tears in my eyes.

dying seems less sad than hvin' lived too little