Think again.
Look at me, a stranger that's just passing
I could be a murderer, or just about a saint
I might as well tell you, this life I'm going through
Right?
This is me, some cranky sixteen year old
Wandering through school, family, friends
With this body, only a body
No heart to guide with
But only a brain to mislead me
So I'm a heartless, stone cold bitch, they say
What makes you think I care?
I've lived my life for sixteen years
Long enough to realise what's stupid and what's moronic
And if you think I'm gonna change just because people hate me
Think again
I like what's considered a shit fantasy, to begin with
What they say as, "You'll never get those guys!"
What makes you think I want them in a realistic way?
They're far from my reach, and I'm not a lunatic to realise that
My kind of music is so damn different than theirs
They say "It's not music! It's a construction opera!"
So what if I like music that doesn't fit the necessary image of "typical"?
My ears are mine to begin with
And that's your problem if you hate my music
Words that goes out of my mouth are the legendary F-word as a god of cussing
I'm the queen of 'FUCK' they say
Whatever goes rolling off my tongue is bad
But that's me
Always expressive in the most vulgar manner
So why the hell should I care if you want to correct me?
The GOD of VULGARISM?
My face never fails to poster a sulking brat
What's in my head, you'll never understand
Stop saying I'm "whatever"
Just because I sulk that doesn't mean I'm "emo"
What's the meaning of that word anyway?
To cut your wrist and be freaking depressed?
I'm happy with my life, to be exact
Emo doesn't exist, because human never fails to have emotions
Kind of, a person that hates a lot
But I'm human, just like you
Don't tell me you don't have things you hate?
Hah! You're a psycho if you don't
I hate this and that and a million other things on the list
Don't tell me you don't
Perfection, I'll never seize that
I'm not pretty and I have faults and errors lying everywhere
You could pinpoint every of my mistake
But do you know which is yours?
Stop looking at mine, because I try hard at realizing it
And start looking at yours, which I don't even bother to look at
I'm sorry if I do, I get bored at times
You can critisize me, but I can't bitch about you?
Oh life is SO fair like that huh
Never wanting to look like a girl
I don't like to wear dresses or skirts or frills
But what makes you think I'm a butch?
If I am one, I'd have plastic surgery to add a cock to my vagina
I'd cut my boobs and make them flat
But you see, I still have my feminine science
I have my girlfriends and I don't play sports
I wear a bra, and girls jeans
I wear my scarve, and I behave like a girl
Except that I'm more agressive than your average bimbo
Procrastinator, the best word to fit me
I'm lazy in almost every way
But I'm only a student
An average student, just like any other average B student
Never an A++++++ genius
So I have reds lining my report
What makes you think I never tried?
Because I'm an ass stupid student
I'm aiming for something that only someone like me can have in dreams
They laugh at my dreams
Laugh all you want, laugh for all your worth
For all I care, I can try my best
Your words have no sharp knives to twist
So sorry if you think your words are gonna undetermine me
But right now, I'm really tired
Tired of the shits that's happening
And lastly,
If you think I'm gonna care
Think again.
PS: zomg when i wrote this, after i returned from the hospital visiting my father, i practically felt like the world was gonna bulldoze me. so damn depressed (cries)
I could be a murderer, or just about a saint
I might as well tell you, this life I'm going through
Right?
This is me, some cranky sixteen year old
Wandering through school, family, friends
With this body, only a body
No heart to guide with
But only a brain to mislead me
So I'm a heartless, stone cold bitch, they say
What makes you think I care?
I've lived my life for sixteen years
Long enough to realise what's stupid and what's moronic
And if you think I'm gonna change just because people hate me
Think again
I like what's considered a shit fantasy, to begin with
What they say as, "You'll never get those guys!"
What makes you think I want them in a realistic way?
They're far from my reach, and I'm not a lunatic to realise that
My kind of music is so damn different than theirs
They say "It's not music! It's a construction opera!"
So what if I like music that doesn't fit the necessary image of "typical"?
My ears are mine to begin with
And that's your problem if you hate my music
Words that goes out of my mouth are the legendary F-word as a god of cussing
I'm the queen of 'FUCK' they say
Whatever goes rolling off my tongue is bad
But that's me
Always expressive in the most vulgar manner
So why the hell should I care if you want to correct me?
The GOD of VULGARISM?
My face never fails to poster a sulking brat
What's in my head, you'll never understand
Stop saying I'm "whatever"
Just because I sulk that doesn't mean I'm "emo"
What's the meaning of that word anyway?
To cut your wrist and be freaking depressed?
I'm happy with my life, to be exact
Emo doesn't exist, because human never fails to have emotions
Kind of, a person that hates a lot
But I'm human, just like you
Don't tell me you don't have things you hate?
Hah! You're a psycho if you don't
I hate this and that and a million other things on the list
Don't tell me you don't
Perfection, I'll never seize that
I'm not pretty and I have faults and errors lying everywhere
You could pinpoint every of my mistake
But do you know which is yours?
Stop looking at mine, because I try hard at realizing it
And start looking at yours, which I don't even bother to look at
I'm sorry if I do, I get bored at times
You can critisize me, but I can't bitch about you?
Oh life is SO fair like that huh
Never wanting to look like a girl
I don't like to wear dresses or skirts or frills
But what makes you think I'm a butch?
If I am one, I'd have plastic surgery to add a cock to my vagina
I'd cut my boobs and make them flat
But you see, I still have my feminine science
I have my girlfriends and I don't play sports
I wear a bra, and girls jeans
I wear my scarve, and I behave like a girl
Except that I'm more agressive than your average bimbo
Procrastinator, the best word to fit me
I'm lazy in almost every way
But I'm only a student
An average student, just like any other average B student
Never an A++++++ genius
So I have reds lining my report
What makes you think I never tried?
Because I'm an ass stupid student
I'm aiming for something that only someone like me can have in dreams
They laugh at my dreams
Laugh all you want, laugh for all your worth
For all I care, I can try my best
Your words have no sharp knives to twist
So sorry if you think your words are gonna undetermine me
But right now, I'm really tired
Tired of the shits that's happening
And lastly,
If you think I'm gonna care
Think again.
PS: zomg when i wrote this, after i returned from the hospital visiting my father, i practically felt like the world was gonna bulldoze me. so damn depressed (cries)