Every time I try to help, it falls apart.
Every time I try to open up, it was taken advantage of.
Every time I try to believe, and hope, and dream that this is just normal, it never really was and it will never, ever be...
Every time I try to help, it falls apart.
Every time I try to open up, it was taken advantage of.
Every time I try to believe, and hope, and dream that this is just normal, it never really was and it will never, ever be...
She's always ahead. The bright, smart, girl I always knew. Here I am, she probably just became friends with me back then because she felt sorry for my stupidity. Why does she even talk to me?
But...I...