Monday, 21 May 2007
05:05:41 PM (GMT)
Sick of this life
Sick of this world
Sick of the people
Who'll say anything to be an attention whore
I've been called mean
I've been called stupid
I've been called pretty
Of course,I've been hit by Cupid.
I can be mean,yeah I know
I've done some backstabbing,
I regret it all
Maybe I've even done some bragging
I'm not the brightest
but street smart will get me through
A few bad grades here and there
But you've gotten some too
"You're so pretty,"Some say,
"There's nothing wrong with you,"
But there's so many things
you wouldn't think I'd do.
Quite a few crushes,so easily in love
This girl's naive,It's true
I've made some mistakes which left me heart-broken
but then I'd say,"I'm through with obsessing over you,"
I'm sick of the lies
The lies of other and some I've told
Stuck in my web
When I die,they'll unfold.