Deep Inside

Looking Back

I remember the time I had my first crush

I was so young back then, the feelings I had were immature

But still, I had fun watching him that made me blush

I blushed so hard that whenever he looked at me, I immediately face the beautiful furniture

I enjoyed every moment until I started caring whether he'll like me or not

I felt nervous back then when he tried to talk to me

I was happy until he started liking somebody else instead of me

From then on, I was afraid to take another shot

Another shot of an alcohol called love

But I keep falling inlove and always ended up the same way

They say it's okay as long as it is something worthy to have

And yes you are worth it, but am I worth it for you to hide and wait for me everyday?