Undone

I heard this song, when having a particularly bad day at school, at life for that matter, and It made me all better.

^_^ Thanks to You Good Charlotte, and my ever so cute Chenny Bunny

Yeh, this song is dedicated,To every kid who ever got picked last in Gym class. To every kid who never had a date to no school dance. To everyone who’s ever been called a freak This is for you, Here we go!

Like the time in school where we got free lunch,

And the cool kids beat us up(reduced lunch)

And the rich kids had convertibles,

And we had to ride the bus(55)

Like the time we made the baseball team,

But they still laughed at us(you still suck!)

Like the time that girl broke up with me,

Cause I wasn’t cool enough(TRICK!)

Chorus:

Things, things, here we go!

The little things, little things

They always hang around

The little things, little things

They try to break me down

The little things, little things

They just won’t go away

The little things, little things

Made me who I am today

Bridge:

You wanna hate me now

But I won’t stop now

Cause I can’t stop now

Like the time mom went to the institute,

Cause she was breaking down(I just can’t take it)

Like the car we had that wouldn’t start

We had to walk to get around(can I get a ride?)

And that same year on Christmas Eve,

Dad went to the store(uhh….see you guys later)

We checked his room, his things were gone,

We didn’t see him no more(Dick!)

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

(Chorus)

And it always seems those little things,

They take the biggest part of me, break down,

I’m breaking down, I’m breaking down

I got a prom dress. Very classic in black and corset. However I had to sell my soul to my Mother. This may not sound like a bad thing, but here’s something you don’t understand.

My mother believes that I can’t get married on my own (it’s sad that she’s deeming me an old maid at the tender age of 17) so I have to find someone other than HIM to go with (what that really means…. I have next to no choice to whom I’m going with)

Like I said, sad, but the dress was worth it. I’d LOVE to go with HIM but, mom won’t let me….

And i doubt he wants to go to the prom with someone the same age as his sister. It’s sorta sad. Not incredibly, but somewhat. Not enough to cry.

Speaking of crying…. cause I have been, because…. I sorta ran out of some of my pills. . . . so I’m all shakey and what not.

Anyway–

Derringer Meryl [You wanna hate me now but I won’t stop now] Out