He's a rich boy, I'm a poor girl.
Somehow I really don't think this will work.
That's okay, I don't think he really likes me that way anyways. I'm fine with that. Even if it makes my heart hurt alot...
I wish I could be a rich girl. I wish I were pretty.
I feel like maybe then I would have had a chance...
Right now, I'm just the poor girl with sad eyes, crazy hair and a strange smile.. I guess that's alright.
Making him smile is okay for now.
