Once, there was a girl who sold apple Juice.

Could it be her
she act so nice
I she mean on the inside?
It's possible..

she describes her just like it where me
why would she do such a thing
Maybe she meant for me to read it 
that would be mean

is she really my friend

What is a friend like?
What does the word friend actually mean?
How do they act?
Nobody really knows..

I have so many questions,
but not enough answers

And I wonder 
Could it be

Goodbye, see you later, hope to see you again...
I have no words to describe this moment,
no words that are sad enough
I can hear you walking away, will you come back?
You don't answer me..
please, please, just say something
You don't say anything, a tear rolls down your face...
then finally you say..........

Goodbye

S aturday, my favorite day,
A ll of the people like it.
T oday is a saturday,
U nlike any day,
R iding we will go,
D aydreaming, we will do,
A nybody knows that too.
Y es! It's a Saturday, no school, not anything to worry.

 
When I sit,
I look around,
I hear a noise,
what is it?

When I stand up,
ready to go out,
I look around,
I hear a noise,
what is it?

When I get my bag,
and I leave,
I look around,
I hear a noise,
what is it?

When I go to my next class,
I look around,
I hear a noise,
what is it?

Guess it...

DONG!!!!!!!