Wednesday, August 02, 2006 |
I dont understand how someone can mean so much to you but yet still feel like they need to keep the friendship a secret. Just because someone isnt well liked doesnt mean that he or she isnt a great person. All because a few people hate someone doesnt mean there is a justification to hate that person. And I think that it's alot worse to deny a friendship with someone or a relationship with someone because someone else doesnt like him or her than to be the person that hates. It's sad how many great opportunities and relationships and friendships are missed out on all because someone decided that it was more important to listen to someone who they knew was wrong than to follow their heart. People dont think for themselves anymore. Its all about being the best and looking the best in front of their friends and family. It's truly sad that this is where society is..... But its where we are at. What is the point of having a friend if you cant admit to others that you are that person's friend? You're ashamed of him or her and you can not make your friendship thrive. The same way God doesnt know you if you dont admit to know Him is the way that a "friend" is not a friend if you can not admit to others that you talk to him or her. He was a boy She was a girl Can I make it anymore obvious? He was a punk. And she did ballet. What morea can I say? He wanted her. She'd never tell. Secretely she wanted him as well. And all of her friends Stuck up their nose. And they had a problem with his baggy clothes. He was a sk8er boi she said see ya later boi. He wasn't good enough for her. She had a pretty face but her head was up in space. She needed to come back down to earth. Five years from now she sits at home feeding the baby she's all alone. She turns on TV and guess who she sees. Sk8er boi rocking up MTV. She calls up her friends. They already know And they've all got tickets to see his show. She tags along, stands in the crowd . Looks up at the man that she turned down. He was a sk8er boi she said see ya later boi. He wasn't good enough for her. Now he's a superstar slammin on his guitar to show pretty face what he's worth. Sorry girl but you missed out. Well tough luck that boi's mine now. We are more than just good friends. This is how the story ends. Too bad that you couldn't see.. see the man that boi could be. There is more than meets the eye, I see the soul that is inside. He's just a boi, and I'm just a girl. Can I make it anymore obvious? We are in love. Haven't you heard how we rock eachother's world? I met the sk8er boi I said see ya later boi. I'll be backstage after the show. I'll be at the studio singing the song he wrote about a girl he use to know. I met the sk8er boi I said see ya later boi. I'll be backstage after the show. I'll be at the studio singing the song he wrote about a girl he use to know. (C)2003-2008, Bob K Mertz - Some Rights Reserved |
