True

U live ur life
U hear urslf
U kno u r right
N its alwez nice to kno wat u alwez thought was true n real
Even they r painful truths

Convey

I cnt convey wats on my mind
I cnt convey wats in my heart
I cnt xpress wats hapnin
I cnt tell any1 y its occuring
N in real its pointless
Koz theres nbdy to care

Cudnt b

I struggle wv mslf to stop it
I struggle wv mslf to push it away
I struggle wv mslf to let go
N it seems b z opposite..
I shud stop wats coming naturally or make mslf tread on z way i dnt want to

Sad

Nothing fine
Eyes so wet
Heart so heavy
Nothing fine
I reach my hand to u n nothings for me
I fink about it n find nothing was mine
I remmber my old times n find mslf so fine
But still nothing fine

Truer

I lost myself while trying get u
I fought with myslf while trying reach u
N stil fighting tryin forget u..

Frn

If i cudnt help some1 i cared loads in his/her bad times,
then how can i admit im a gud fren?
Then how i can assume im a worth zat frnship??