My twisted ways have gotten me into trouble
All I was doing was staring at him through his window
Its free view is it not
What's wrong all I did was watch?
It is not like I killed him or anything
All I did was trace his skin with my friend
Was it wrong to show my love?
Who said love hurts should be paid
Stop call stop call me was all I said
And you call me crazy
Stop and look in the mirror
It is not me who is crazy it is you
I am just the voice inside your head
Stop and listen and say Hello.
By amanda brown