what my christmas of '09 is.

the heart bleeds another time
to realise that you’ll never be mine
it hurts the feelings of another soul
and it’s ugly-painted all over her world.
i hate turning 16
because reality kicks in
and the beauty that you have been seeing
isnt as pretty as you’ve been believing.
i don’t wish for another day of this
i don’t want any of your kiss
my heart, it cannot take anymore of this
because this heart is looking for what you cannot give.