AT FIRST GLANCE
MY HEART SAID "YEA, HE'S MY TYPE"
I SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT TWICE
HE'S STILL ALIVE
HIS KISS, HIS SMILE
THE EVIL WITHIN
WHAT A WASTE OF MY TIME
BUT I ALLOWED HIM IN
"YOU BROKE MY HEART"
I WANTED TO SCREAM
THERE I SAT IN SILENCE
LIKE IT WAS A DREAM
LOOKING BACK NOW
I KNOW I WAS WRONG
HIS WRISTS SHOULD HAVE BEEN SLIT
INSTEAD OF MY OWN.
SHARI PARKER 2005
