I'll cry

I'll wake up early
Brush my curly brown hair
Paint my boring face
Wear my best clothes
Then put on my favorite smile
& when they ask, i'll say im okay.

He'll be with her
Smiling,  never so much in love

She'll be with him
Feeling everything i felt
She'll know his lips
She'll know his eyes
The look that has him all over your mind

So i'll wake up early
I won't brush my hair
I'll let them all see me for who i am
Put on whatever i want
Then cry all day
& When they ask i'll admit
"Im weak, Im scared of being lonely.."

So when they walk by, Hand in hand
I'll have the strength
To know this pain will fall like my tears
It will bounce with my wild hair
It will be the look in my eyes
As his and my eyes meet

Then once the days over,
I'll be able to be stronger
Then find another lover,
When im not in need of comfort.