Stand Still, Look Pretty
By The Wreckers
I want to paint my face
And pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even want to look at myself
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over
I am slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty
Sometimes I find myself shaking
In the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life
But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths
I'm not strong enough to deal with it
I'm slowly falling apart I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Enlightened
What you think of me- I cannot change.
What you say about me- I cannot stop.
What you do to me- I cannot fight.
What I think- I can choose.
What I say- I can choose.
What I do- I can choose.
The wise do-- and don't regret it.
It's what's going on in your head that's important-- not what's going on in theirs.
What you say about me- I cannot stop.
What you do to me- I cannot fight.
What I think- I can choose.
What I say- I can choose.
What I do- I can choose.
The wise do-- and don't regret it.
It's what's going on in your head that's important-- not what's going on in theirs.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Knock Knock, I'm here...
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