that party is where I lost my sanity
how proud I was of my vanity
I thought that I could be careful
But now I know that thought was dull
the things I tried
how much I sacrificed...
and the worst thing?
is that I can never go back
back to that day to fix my past
back to the day that was my last
of that happy girl
in my perfect little world
because to stay young,
is to stay unknowing
to stay clung
onto the past
but everyone knows one day must be your last.
Because the day of that party. I fell apart.
That was my last. To never go back.