Music surrounds my life Putting character into my actions Can slap me straight in tha face Can make me pumped up, and wanna fight Or can make me cry, and bleed words out of my soul But I'm sick of hearing that Country shit They do nothing better then that (cry) I love The misfits Becaue what if i Would rather be that Then someone in school who gets attention I love Mozart Just because its calssic And the HIM's maybe even some Billy idol or Police I'm like whatever to what you think But when I'm driving around town I play what I fucking want So dont ever touch the MP3 playa dont even attmpet to turn down I'd hate to be you on my bad side...
Reason for writing:
I don't feel like writting because I have nothing good to write about, I miss being the old me, Writting about whatever even if its pointless.... And to the critics, I hope you can comment someone eslses work from now on.... And i hope you can write something too... practice makes perfect
Birth sign: Aries
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