What kind of girl am I?
What kind of girl am I?
I might be someone you have never payed attention to before.
But then... Who am I?
I might be someone, somewhere that sometimes way too often think of the possibilities ahead of us
I might be someone completely ordinary
but then... Do I wish to be unique?
I might be satisfied with the life I am living
I might be someone who wish to become more
but then... Who do I wish to become?
I might wish to look like someone else
or I might just wish for you to notice me
but then... why would I?
I might be someone that doesn't care for you because loving you is right in all the wrong ways
I might be someone that does care for you because loving you is wrong in all the right ways.
But then... Why is loving you wrong?
It might be because loving you makes me weak to my knees
It might be because loving you means I am not loving someone else enough
It might be because loving you has turned me into someone I do not recognise
But then again....What kind of girl am I?
