No Way

You think you are tough
So you think you can be rough
You think you are so smart
Honey, you are no smarter than blondes at Wal-Mart
You think you are so dang pretty
The only thing I feel is pity

You think you can have your way
Well, I'm here to tell you there's no way!
You pout when you can't get anything you want
Well, I am here to be your taunt
You want to play your tricks
Well, thats something I gotta fix

In the end who wins?
You, me, kick you in the shins?
Haha, let's be civil now.
Who says we can't?
ME.

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Feelings

This feeling inside me is horrible
I prepare for the worst
Maybe the worst is me
Or is it them hurting me? I don't know

When will it end?
When will the pain, suffering, and disappointment end?
Will people help us or just stand in the crowd
and shout obscene things?

I'm drowning in my tears
I can hear my gurgling, faint screams in my ears.

I see you standing in the background
You don't care
And I know you don't.

Mother, when will you wake up & tell me you love me?
I've been waiting for so long
And I don't think I can hold on any longer.

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Es Tut Mir Leid, Schatzi = I'm Sorry, Darling

I wish you could feel the pain I have felt
I wish you could feel the disappointment I felt while looking up at the stands to see if you were there
I wish you could feel the way I do right now

Es tut mir leid, Schatzi is what I wish you would say to me
I wish you could feel the same harassment I had by you
I wish you could feel the way I did when you blamed me for your wrong doings

I wish you could tell me you love me
I wish you could be proud of me
I wish you could keep your promises

Es tut mir leid, Schatzi is what I wish you would tell me
I wish you could feel the same harassment I had by you
I wish you could feel the way I did when you blamed me for your wrong doings

Es Tut Mir Leid, Schatzi = I'm Sorry, Darling
Is what I wish you would tell me

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Happy The Times Were

Happy the times were when we were free of our troubles
Happy the times were when we rode around in the car with the wind in our hair.
Dancing in the rain in the middle of the street
Running in the sprinklers at the football field at night
We were happy knowing that we weren't going anywhere
Who knew our fun would end sooner than we thought.

Winter came and all of our fun disappeared into the snow and dead leaves.
Happy the times were when everything was in our hands
But now things hang by a loose thread, not making any sense at all

Looking back at the small town with a couple of thousand to keep us company
Looking back as we drive away to the 'supposed' new great life

Happy the times were when we lived in the small town we loved so dear
Happy the times were when we had Sonora.

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Someday

Someday I will be remembered as a person of greatness
Someday I will be remembered as a person of wonders
Someday I will be remembered as the girl that was what everyone wanted

But something deep inside tells me that day won't come
Who's voice could that be?
Someone who doesn't like me?
Yes, I know who.
You.

Someday I will be remembered as the person whom you loved dearly
Someday I will be remembered as the daughter you loved dearly
Someday I will be remembered as the daughter you've always wanted

But something deep inside tells me that day won't come
Who's voice could that be?
Someone who doesn't like me?
Yes, I know who.
You.

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What Love Is

Boys tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is

Love is when you go to the furthest extent there is for the one who is yours
Love is when you tell your spouse you love them with all your might everyday
Love is when you sacrifice yourself for anything he/she wants

Girls tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is

Love is when you make mistakes but apologize over and over again until you get the words 'I'm sorry' engraved in their head
Love is when you are not afraid to wear the sweater that they made for you out in public
Love is when sacrifice your own time for them

Boys and girls tactics cannot be compared to what love is
Neither can the exchange of humans be compared to what love is

Love is when you know you are loved even before they tell you they love you
Love is when you know every single detail about them
Love is when you know they'll sacrifice their time and themselves even when times are rough and you don't know what to do

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Plays & Scenes

You are an actor
Your work is beautiful
With your plays & scenes
You always know what to do

You play many characters
You play happy
You play sad
You play mean
You play yourself
Masks fade away unless they are waterproof(In this case they're not)
Your tools are tears
Your tools are faces
Your tools are glasses
Your tools are smiles and Moustaches
Lights, camera, action.

Scene 1: Laughter fills the air
You're being a goof
Laughing it up in class

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