Again I’m failing to write a quiz
You say that is a disease
I only wrote my name on it and nothing more
You told me that behind my name is an empty shore
I want to be prettier than everyone else
I want the color in my eyes to be dense
I want melancholy instead of depression
And I want a wholly different perception
I want my skin to be darker on my back
I want to have a colored marker instead of black
I want my soul to be a bit cleaner
I no more want to be a sinner
Don’t tell me what I am cause you don’t know me
I’m not that happy with myself as you would think
You ruined all my dreams in just a moment
And told me I was pretty but I don’t believe…
so many stupid people
and that’s ok
I’ve got those red ribbons
to hide away
my life has a meaning greater than yours
what makes my day and makes me go forth
i like the boy next to me really much more
his father makes sales for me in his candy store
but your hair’s so messy your eyes shine so bright
that i want to make love to you after midnight
