That Look of His

The way he looked at me
I just ran away
Can't let him see
My sorrow and pain
Behind these hazel eyes
Crying too hard to fall asleep      
Hiding in a bathroom stall with my legs up,
Hugging my feet  

God, it stinks in here
But I'm so filled with fear
Fear of the next hour
Spending it in the same room
All i want to do is cry and think in my shower
                     
Listening to some girls' coversation
Their problems seem so small
While I'm running for a love
A love that doesnt love me
He doesnt know me at all
       
So I think of ending it all
Though I'd probably regret
Not being able to live      
But life doesnt seem worth living      
Not like this