fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd...smiling.

[dryer_bunnie]

For the first time in a long time, I'm feeling fucking fearless. You know when you're a kid, and you're swinging, swinging real high...you feel the urge to jump, so you do it...you do it without thought or fear of consequence. I'm ready to jump. Why is it that when I finally clear my mind of all my stress, all of my anxiety and paranoia, everyone around me is bending over backward to make sure that I don't do anything stupid? I'm not a little girl anymore, if I ever was, for that matter. I'm going to NYC January 20th, with or without someone else. I'm not going to be raped, I'm not going to be killed, nothing bad is going to happen. My glass is half full, dammit, stop trying to tip my cup. I see that it's dangerous, I see there's a risk involved...but goddamn, I'm not in fucking preschool. I curse to much. I don't care. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. Life gives us 1000 chances, and I'm taking one.

You say the hill's too steep to climb,
Climb it!
You say you'd like to see me try,
Climb it!
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
The hill in my own way
just wait a while, for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down hear the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Emotionless the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
and who's the fool who wears the crown?
Go down in your own way
And everyday is the right day
And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
You look down
Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd