I like it when you're moody.
But I love it when you're happy.
I want to say it loudly,
But I can't because you're blurry.
Those eyes as cold as ice.
That cold acts when i'm trying to be nice,
It always make my heart dies,
I just wish you don't hear my cries.
You always caught me staring.
I guess you don't care what i'm feeling,
And you don't know that i'm hurting.
I guess I have to end this kind of feeling.
