"I'm Not That Girl"
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Every so often we long to steal
To the land of What-Might-Have-Been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl
Anyone that knows my situation should be able to find the irony in this song. . . . .
I'll probably delete this later when I feel less in the dumps. :\












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Everyone's Taking Control Of Me.
Seems That The World's Got A Role For Me.
I'm So Confused, Will You Show To Me?
You'll Be There For Me,
And Care Enough To Bear Me.
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Some of us walk
Some of us fly
But at the end of the book
All of us die. . .
But you know that you're the most beautiful there is. I don't care what she looks like. She'll peak in highschool. You'll go on to do great things, and meet and be with great people. You deserve the best. You know you do.
Don't let some guy ruin everything you've gained over the past few years. All the progress you've made! I'm here whenever you need me. And stop checking your phone for a new text from him because I know that's what you're doing. Go to bed, get some sleep, you need it.
And so I will end my monologue with a loving "Oyasumi."
And don't say things like that about her. You don't know her and that's mean! haha (Even if it does make me feel better.)
I haven't yet. I've just let him make me nervous. And I continued to check my phone because I had texts from cocopop! I got some fairly good sleep. Still feel sick. And exhausted.
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Some of us walk
Some of us fly
But at the end of the book
All of us die. . .
This weekend, hang with your girls and be crazy. That'll help you veg and calm down. Talk to people if you need to. You know my box is always open.
PS I read your friends comments. They all love you. So remember that even if he doesn't like you, they do.
My girls? Veg? Calm? You got the crazy part right, though. (I have a sneaking suspicion one of them is reading this convo. Hi Cass.
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Some of us walk
Some of us fly
But at the end of the book
All of us die. . .
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