You see that girl with the broken smile?
Sitting all alone just looking at drawings on her phone?
With the strong heart and the shyest laugh.
I want to talk to her even for a little while but what would I say?
What can I do, what can I do to fix that smile?
I want to go over and ask for the seat right next to her and talk about the sky or maybe something else.
What would she do? What would she say?
Look at her and the shattered smile she has it's like everyone else is trying to ignoring broken glass on the floor.
How can I fix that smile?
Maybe I can invite her over with me and my friends they could talk about clothes and styles and trends that I don't understand.
Look over their at that table made for ten that just holds one broken occupant.
She may not know it but seeing her everyday keeps me going and makes me feel happy when I see her around even though we don't talk I think she might actually come around.
You see that girl all dressed in black and pink?
She is nice and happy and so sweet she knows me and I know her if only she knew how much she means to me.
If i told her would she stay around if I asked her would she feel the same or would I just be throwing this friendship away?
If I ever told her she would sink this friendship, so to keep it afloat I will toss overboard the chest of feelings that weighs more than a thousand pounds.
You see that girl with the happiest smile? The one with the strong heart and even stronger laugh. The one who will never break or even crack. The one who stole my heart then tossed it in the trash. The one I gave my sole to just to have them just regift it back to me. The one who broke me with a sledge hammer like a vase.
Yes, she's the one who doesn't want to say she knows me, or talked to me or even called me a friend. Now I guess the girl with the broken smile is now me.
