so he's the self-proclaimed prodigy child.
the one that does everything right.
the one who excells in everything.
who can do nothing wrong.
he's the one that has just one purpose
and that is to outshine me.
because i am the self-proclaimed loser.
the one who screws everything up.
the one who can't do anything well.
who can't maintain herself.
MRS 5/29/07
How the beat drops:
- Fiver
- We were walking there. I had tangles in my hair, but you make me feel so pretty. You have shinning eyes. Yes, like those forest lights, and it makes me want to cry. [I was just wishing you were here so we could walk down to the stream, and we could throw all our leaves in, seeing our dragon when we look]
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