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You can call me blond, You can say I'm undone, Then there's unhinged, (and crazy, and spent, and cuckoo) But crazy is more fun. You can call me an airhead, And that I won't deny, But have you ever played in the leaves, With the wind swirling by? You could call me a loser, Or say I'm such a geek, I guess those things could be true, But that don't mean I'm weak. Is laughter such a bad thing? Is smiling such a crime, But those are the things you gotta do, To get through every bad time. Sure I cry, and I break down, Of course I can feel pain, But those things I refuse to show, I'll just dance in the depressing rain. I live each day with no regrets, I know you'll probably scoff, But I've learned the secret, the thing you haven't, I've learned to laugh it off.
brittanycutzzebras added this comment 2011-06-18 20:22:05-05:00
thats the onlyy way
gothgirl added this comment 2008-11-18 01:52:37-06:00
awww this is brill!!
lovedelia added this comment 2008-11-18 01:41:34-06:00
that was amazing!
brittanycutzzebras added this comment 2011-06-18 20:22:05-05:00
thats the onlyy way
gothgirl added this comment 2008-11-18 01:52:37-06:00
awww this is brill!!
lovedelia added this comment 2008-11-18 01:41:34-06:00
that was amazing!