My head gets so lost in the clouds. 
Theres no way my mother'd be proud. 
i want so much more, yet i feel like a whore. 
I will never say that line out loud. 
My heart is too big for my chest. 
You tell me youre not like the rest. 
So i give you my all, and further i fall. 
But you still dont think i gave my best. 
I dont know how to get by. 
I constantly as myself why.
I fall for your trap, and keep coming back. 
Now i must go home and cry.