apple tree

girls, are like apples on trees

the best ones are at the top of the tree.

the boys don't want to reach for the good ones

because they are afraid to falling and getting hurt.

instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground,

that aren't as good, but easy.

so the apples at the top think something is wrong with them,

when in reality, they're amazing.

they just have to wait for the right boy to come along,

the one who's brave enough to climb

all the way to the top of the tree.

:)

there's a somebody, i'm longin' to see

i hope that he, turns out to be

someone who'll watch over me

i'm a little lamb, who's lost in the wood

i know i could always be good

to one who'll watch over me

he may not be the man some

girls think of as handsome

to my heart, he carries the key

wont you tell him please to put on some speed

follow my lead, oh, how i need

someone to watch over me

hahaha

hmm

i'm still not sure about this. but i just can't help it. can't resist, it's just so tempting D: and now it's affecting me. what should i do? i'm afraid to let it grow, but i'm helpless. now it's like a habit to me, something about you is so addictive, and i can't get enough of it. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. everything you do seems so important to me, i want to know more and more each day. this curiosity which i can't handle it, annoyed me everyday. but i'm afraid too much. i think too much. i'm not even sure about myself. this feeling, which i hadn't felt since. i'm afraid of love, obviously. afraid to get hurt again, too fragile. i shouldn't be so coward like this. i know, i'll try.

at least out loud, i wont say i'm in love~