That boy, the one who I had
built up to be so strong, while
I was wrong all along. Now I'm
breaking him down to feel so
weak. Because his appearance
makes me sick.
He's so beautiful on the
inside. But I how wish
about his looks, he had lied.
That boy, he looks at me
with hopeful eyes. But boy
oh boy was he in for a
surprise.
So understanding, so
trustworthy, so...- it
doesn't matter anyway...
It's not like I was gonna
stay.
That boy, he's so brilliant
yet he irks me. I feel so bad
he makes my stomach turn
and my eyes bleed.
He'll hate me for abstaining
from his icky looks. That's
probably why I keep hiding
behind this book.
That boy, he probably doesn't
know that when my best
friend saw him she burst out
laughing until she was
crying. I laughed too but I
was inwardly dying.
That boy...
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