How Many Special People Change?
I am tired of being the moose among the antelope
I came to a strange realization that im terribly terribly self-concious. My two best friends down here in Miami are Matt and Alex, these two GREAT guys.
But tonight i realized thtough them, exactly what I cant take a compliment, or why i am ashamed to be flattered.
Because i dont believe anything that Im hearing. Basically, i think they are full of shit. Which is sad, because in reality, i appreciate the compliments..but have a difficult time taking it properly, so it then seems like im rejecting, or stomping on whats been said. So now, a sincere "Thank you" does it best.
I dont know why im so nervous about how i look (and it all sounds so cliche) but i could act silly, and say stupid things, or make people laugh, but i can not stand to have people tell me anything about my body. It just seems to alien
Ever been singled out? Like, ever been the only virgin in a whole group of people?
thats what happened to me
So now on top of being labled silly, small, self concious and strange. Ive been labled as prude and innocent.
I think it sounds rather..accurate, but im not the glowing little angle some make me out to be. And i might appear innocent and act innocent, ill deny it! ( like any girl with a napoleonic complex)
deny deny deny.
Its not that im upset or anythign, but ive seen myself in a different way than I have usually.
Like looking at yourself in one of those mirrors that makes you look out of proportion.
a fun mirror
I feel like the clown that stumbled on the stage with the hundred ballerinas
the donkey with the stallions
the rat with the white mice.
the moose with the antelope.
Im about as graceful as an angry platypuss charging.
Thats what Matt says makes me "special", not like "Special Ed" special, but unique. Which is good.
I just hope im not the kind of person who makes a fool of herself with out knowing so.
I wish I was a butterfly
But i like being an octopuss or whatever I am
"How many special people change? How Many lives are living strange?"
I came to a strange realization that im terribly terribly self-concious. My two best friends down here in Miami are Matt and Alex, these two GREAT guys.
But tonight i realized thtough them, exactly what I cant take a compliment, or why i am ashamed to be flattered.
Because i dont believe anything that Im hearing. Basically, i think they are full of shit. Which is sad, because in reality, i appreciate the compliments..but have a difficult time taking it properly, so it then seems like im rejecting, or stomping on whats been said. So now, a sincere "Thank you" does it best.
I dont know why im so nervous about how i look (and it all sounds so cliche) but i could act silly, and say stupid things, or make people laugh, but i can not stand to have people tell me anything about my body. It just seems to alien
Ever been singled out? Like, ever been the only virgin in a whole group of people?
thats what happened to me
So now on top of being labled silly, small, self concious and strange. Ive been labled as prude and innocent.
I think it sounds rather..accurate, but im not the glowing little angle some make me out to be. And i might appear innocent and act innocent, ill deny it! ( like any girl with a napoleonic complex)
deny deny deny.
Its not that im upset or anythign, but ive seen myself in a different way than I have usually.
Like looking at yourself in one of those mirrors that makes you look out of proportion.
a fun mirror
I feel like the clown that stumbled on the stage with the hundred ballerinas
the donkey with the stallions
the rat with the white mice.
the moose with the antelope.
Im about as graceful as an angry platypuss charging.
Thats what Matt says makes me "special", not like "Special Ed" special, but unique. Which is good.
I just hope im not the kind of person who makes a fool of herself with out knowing so.
I wish I was a butterfly
But i like being an octopuss or whatever I am
"How many special people change? How Many lives are living strange?"