You Don't CareSometimes I wonder what passed through your mind, through your headWhether you think about me, if you care that I'm alive or deadSometimes I sit and wonder what you are doing right nowAre you doing nothing, or playing tonsil hockey with another cowI would ask you personally, but I don't think you really careYou wouldn't care if I screamed in your face, or pulled your hairYou wouldn't care if I asked you nicely and said pretty pleaseYou never did, and I don't think you'll really care for meIt's fine, I guess I should just let it goBut sometimes I don't want to, I just want to knowBut then I then I get upset and mope around some moreAnd I get pissed and break things and slam doorsHow silly of me... Caring for something that doesn't return the favorI'm trying to stop, I'm making my greatest endeavorBut why bother telling you this, like I said, you don't careOh well, I guess life just isn't fair
High and MightyI don't give a damn about what you think of meI'm flying so high, I feel so freeI can do anything, don't say I can'tI'm well educated, a wonderful savantI am magical, wonderful, fantastic and amazingNot trying to sound full of myself, but I believe I'm quite dazingIt's not too often I feel confident like thisTo know I have power makes me feel so full of blissGive me a challenge and I'll face it head onIt's so nice to feel this right, and not so wrongI'm sitting on a throne made of diamonds and goldI hope this feeling never gets old.I laugh at you,for now we're even.I find it easy now to stand my ground, easy to form bastionYou can't bring me down, I am flying too highBesides, I'll just swat you away like a simple mayfly
Did You Not Learn?Put your arms out, close your eyes, and spin aroundTry not to hit things or fall to the groundOpen your eyes back up, and take off runningThings blur past, you lose your balance and things become alarmingYou lose your footing, and fall flat on your assSkinning your elbows and knees in your painfull crashDid you break anything? Are you alright?Try to get back up, brush yourself off, and continue to your delightPut your arms out, close your eyes, and spin aroundTry not to hit things or fall to the groundOpen your eyes back up, and take off runningThings blur past, you lose your balance and things become alarmingDidn't you get hurt last time, why are you doing it once more?Stupid child, how many times will you do it, three, four?Stop being foolish, you're only going to injur yourselfFine, don't listen, but when you need a bandaid, don't ask for help.
NewThis is a new kind of painAnd I find it somewhat kind of hard to explainIt doesn't linger or continously throbLike it did before, it wakes me in the night like a theif prepared to robIt takes my breath, and makes my eyes burnIt makes my chest tight and I have to turnAway to keep people from seeingMy eyes welling up with tears so seethingMy body begins to tremble and I can't breatheI bang my head against the wall as I continue to greiveOver something so stupid that was my own faultMy words that burned, there is no desaltMy fists clench and bite into my handsAnd my palms are seared with my finger nail brandsHide away where I can't be foundAnd stay for a while as my heart continues to painfully poundBloody lips from biting so hardInhaling smoke until my lungs are blackened and charredJaw aching from clenching my teeth so tighThis is not good, this isn't rightHeadaches come and throb inside my skullCauses me to lose footing, full of bungleSuch a rash of emotions all a
Let Me FightWhy just be a lovely girl and stand on the sideWatching helplessly as her country continues to slideWhy not be part of a greater causeInstead of looking pretty and staying on pauseWhy should I just stand around and do nothing at allWhile our men die and face their curtain callI want to be a part of a better causeAnd shake hands with Uncle Sam's sharpened clawsIt's not fair how I live in this luxuryAs our troops come home with mortal injuryGetting blown to bits left and rightWhile I sleep in my cozy bed all through the nightPut a helmet on my head instead of a bowPut a gun in my hands and strip away my egoPush me out on the feild to protect what I loveEven if it means sending my spirit to fly on the wings of the doveNow I am weak, but make me strongI will join the camouflage throngBreak me down and then build me upPaint my face the color of julepPut me on a plane and send me over the seaLet me fight and protect my friends and familyI have taken all I can possible t