I smile and sigh, looking around, "Uh... sunbathe? I don't know." I don't remember what we used to do together, what I liked to do, or what you liked to do...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
It's a pity the dictionary has only one definition of beauty. In my world, there are 7.9 billion types of it- all different and still beautiful. — anne27