Post by Ford "Jerk not a very nice person" Johnes on Oct 23, 2007 8:56:09 GMT -5
i made this during school!
this is soo gonna be my fic prologue
there are a lot of people,
from way up in the sky,
who have asked me,
"Disma, why won't you die?"
the answer is quite simple,
something i won't hide
but everytime i tell them
they think i lie.
"why oh why, disma,
why do you fry?"
yet again a question
wich the answer i can't deny
but usually when i tell people,
they think i lie.
after weeks i heard a girl crying.
"disma, please, stop lying!"
i'm telling you,
i don't lie!
you can see it all,
deep inside my eye.
she didn't believe me, and ran off
wich left me alone, being yelled at
i walked off completely ingnoring the people,
all of them thinkin i'm a thingy.
why don't they believe me?
they only decieve me!
is it beacause i'm small?
no, it's not that at all.
am i too much of an idiot?
no, i can stay silent for long times.
i know it!
this answer won't blow it!
they can't handle the fact that i like rock,
and not their stupid music of knock knock.
i always ignore them, as they yell at me.
they try to make me angry.
do i have to care much?
not at all, losers they are such.
they don't understand me,
me, and the rest of our little groupy
the next day people asked me
"disma, why oh why?
why do you alway lie?"
i ignore the sky-man,
and head home as fast as i can
would you believe me in my word,
as i tell you this ensured.
the reason why, yes why.
why i won't die or cry.
why i lie, try and fry.
let me tell you them fast.
let me tell you about my past!
this is soo gonna be my fic prologue
there are a lot of people,
from way up in the sky,
who have asked me,
"Disma, why won't you die?"
the answer is quite simple,
something i won't hide
but everytime i tell them
they think i lie.
"why oh why, disma,
why do you fry?"
yet again a question
wich the answer i can't deny
but usually when i tell people,
they think i lie.
after weeks i heard a girl crying.
"disma, please, stop lying!"
i'm telling you,
i don't lie!
you can see it all,
deep inside my eye.
she didn't believe me, and ran off
wich left me alone, being yelled at
i walked off completely ingnoring the people,
all of them thinkin i'm a thingy.
why don't they believe me?
they only decieve me!
is it beacause i'm small?
no, it's not that at all.
am i too much of an idiot?
no, i can stay silent for long times.
i know it!
this answer won't blow it!
they can't handle the fact that i like rock,
and not their stupid music of knock knock.
i always ignore them, as they yell at me.
they try to make me angry.
do i have to care much?
not at all, losers they are such.
they don't understand me,
me, and the rest of our little groupy
the next day people asked me
"disma, why oh why?
why do you alway lie?"
i ignore the sky-man,
and head home as fast as i can
would you believe me in my word,
as i tell you this ensured.
the reason why, yes why.
why i won't die or cry.
why i lie, try and fry.
let me tell you them fast.
let me tell you about my past!
