...This Isn't Just The Story Of A Girl...
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
I'm not a poet...I'm not a poet, and this isn't a song...I just need to get some stuff out and decided to do it differently this time. So I don't care what you think, and Jim don't comment for the hell of it, you questions annoy me at times. Here we go...
I got a swagger in my step
and a smile on my face
My chin held high
like I own the place
Starbucks in my right hand
Cellphone in my left
My best friend by my side
Keeping me sane
I got my aviator shades
and my winter coat
I can pull this off
you can only hope
It's the beginning of April
they're snow of the ground
it doesn't make sense
it doesn't have to, somehow
In with the old
out with the new
Cruising down Richmond
Til we hit Broadview
Take a good look
at our old high school
and in the back of our minds
Scream out...fuck you...
That place was a prison
almost worse then the mind
We have alot of memories
We left alot behind
The friends
The classes
The Shenanigans
All the shit we used to get in
I miss those days
and the ones before boys
Before all the bullshit
And the background noise...
The wind doesn't bug me
The chill isn't that bad
I know someone colder
And for that, I'm glad
I'm gonna keep smiling
Keep laughing and having fun
Out of sight and always in mind
This is one thing I won't run from...
