A Confused girl,
a confused girl indeed
Doesn't know what she wants so she looks up to me
A Confused girl, a confused girl indeed
says she will never ever hurt me
A Confused girl, a confused girl indeed
always doing the wrong thing at the wrong time
but I guess it's my fault
cuz' I just keep following her
A confused girl, a confused girl indeed
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Self Infliction to the Soul
PoésieBroken walls, shattered glass that has been filled with dismembered memories...Could only mean one thing, depression to the mind and infliction to the soul.
