I'm sentimental
So I walk in the rain
I've got some habits
Even I can't explain
I go to the corner
I end up in Spain
Why try to change me now
I sit and daydream
I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes
There they go on the floor
I go away weekends
Leave my keys in the door
Why try to change me now
Why can't I be more conventional
People talk
And they stare
So I try
But that can't be
Cuz I can't see
My strange little world
Just go passing me by
So let people wonder
Let 'em laugh
Let 'em frown
You know I'll love you
Till the moon's upside down
Don't you remember
I was always your clown
Why try to change me now
Don't you remember
I was always your clown
Why try to change me
Why would you want to change me
Why try to change me now
So I walk in the rain
I've got some habits
Even I can't explain
I go to the corner
I end up in Spain
Why try to change me now
I sit and daydream
I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes
There they go on the floor
I go away weekends
Leave my keys in the door
Why try to change me now
Why can't I be more conventional
People talk
And they stare
So I try
But that can't be
Cuz I can't see
My strange little world
Just go passing me by
So let people wonder
Let 'em laugh
Let 'em frown
You know I'll love you
Till the moon's upside down
Don't you remember
I was always your clown
Why try to change me now
Don't you remember
I was always your clown
Why try to change me
Why would you want to change me
Why try to change me now
I think I know better now. It's not that I'm emo as they would call it, but the truth is that I'm an angry man. I'm easily angered even by the smallest thing and the littlest provocation, and I really tend to do stupid things in my spite which I always come to regret later on. I live my life with lots of regret and anger mixed in a very unsettling mix of personality, and I hate myself that way. In a way, I hate him a lot because he is always angry and shouts a lot in the house, and in effect, by hating him deeply I ended up becoming like him
A friend of mine pulled a very nasty prank on me. Even though I had my own doubt that it was him all along, I exploded still when I found out in the end. If you happened to have a link to my Facebook and Twitter, you'll find out just how mad I was and the amount of cursive words I threw in my spite. Of course, I ended up regretting it, and I know people will just make it easier for themselves to label me as emo and all
I just wanted him to know, beneath all that anger and cursing, I was deeply hurt. I won't say this directly to him, as I didn't directed all the cursing at him, but I really needed someone to know that I'm really hurt. If you're gonna say that I'm overreacting over some stupid prank, then fine
Ps: People suffering from aphasia, a loss of the ability to understand words, are significantly better at detecting lies than normal people
change for the betterment and still be a clown:)
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