--->hey, i haven't finished this one YET, cause i don't know how to end it just yet...but let me know how you like it so far. Thanks Just call me your secret detector, Cause I can look beyond the lies And discover the truth. I can transform into anything or anyone you want me to be So call me your chameleon When you cry At hand, is where I can be right by your side To remove all tears from your eyes So call me your tissue Not just any tissue But your tissue, in your hands, touching your face Call me your computer For I will keep and store all information That contains to you And whenever you feel like quizzing me, go right ahead I am ready! Was born ready….for you, that is Most of all call me your paper Where you can store all secrets and inhibitions Just let it pour on me Drip all on me Your words and feelings, that is… And call me your girl For that is who I am Or will soon become And I’ll call you my liquor store You have everything but what I need A book A pen And most of all paper So I guess you’re not the one I hoped u were Instead u became a false piano playing fictional keys And who is to blame? Me For being so foolish Falling like a nickel in the hands of a dime Quickly Forgetting Never remembering me