
A song describing the odd little mystery that is me.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Mystery - Words: 499 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Published: 09-29-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2851605
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This song is very random and right-brained. At least I think it's right-brained. Is it right-brained? I really really need to get a guitar to record my songs. But I never have good enough music in mind. Whenever I think of music, it ends up sounding like something else. The music in my head for this sounds like Tree Hugger.
5 Percent
My GPA's a 2.9
Doing okay in this life of mine
Could be better, but could be worse
I barely speak, I never curse
I eat a lot but you can't tell
Mama says one day you will
But I don't care what people say
I'd rather that than waste away
So much goes on inside my head
Only 5 percent I'll say
And though sometimes I'll wish I was dead
I'll find a reason to laugh the next day
I make art in every way
Drawings, stories, our school play
I love lollipops in every shape
And every flavor except for grape
My two cats are my whole life
And I try to cut meat with a butter knife
My history grade's a 61
My Dad won't get I'm just that dumb
So much goes on inside my head
Only 5 percent I'll say
And though sometimes I'll wish I was dead
I'll find a reason to laugh the next day
My imagination's running wild
I have the temper of a child
I'll smack you if you make me mad
But I'll try and help you when you're sad
I try and make life great for me
I scream and run from a bumblebee
Looking for a friend to make
Trying to pick which road to take
So much goes on inside my head
Only 5 percent I'll say
And though sometimes I'll wish I was dead
I'll find a reason to laugh the next day
Sometimes shallow, sometimes deep
Biology puts me to sleep
Many a time I wanna cry
But right now I can't stop smiling
Don't know why
So much goes on inside my head
Only 5 percent I'll say
And though sometimes I'll wish I was dead
I'll find a reason to laugh the next day
This is probably very confusing for anyone who knows me. Those of you who know me through the internet, because it says I don't talk. Those of you who know me in real life, because it's so utterly strange. I'm a completely different person in the online world. I suppose it's because the person isn't right in front of me, demanding that I speak immediately, giving me no time to think about it. And because here I can find people even weirder than me so I don't need to keep my weirdness to myself. Well, either way, this is me.
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