The cold air is blowing,
As your cold heart is numbing,
I wonder to myself,
Why did you have to be,
a cold hearted feined?
Your heart is ice cold,
but your face is irrisistable,
like the heavens had brought me,
a gaurdian angel.
All I wanted was to feel
special,
feel great.
But your lips are like ice,
Your hands are like snow,
Your eyes are killer,
but your additude is thrown.
I cannot be with a grinch,
Or be with the rich.
Nor do I want to be treated like a b***h,
and don't say it's a minor glitch.
There's no reason to mistreat others,
or use them,
for sanity sakes.
Go ahead, go laugh at me,
but one day, you will see.