I can only be completely foolish to think that well that I can repress these feelings. I dont wanna think about them though it scares me. Its so much nicer to forget.
I can only be completely foolish to think that my dreams will come true, because they won't.
I can only be completely foolish to think that I can be perfect. That somehow being perfect will make things work out, that he'll love me, that she'll love me, that they'll love me and that I'll love myself. That I can succeed in everything. That I can look nice all the time, be a housey thing, an acedemic, witty, and toned. No...
I can only be completely foolish... and maybe a little niave too. Eejet.