So, I'm not your typical female.
Never was and never will be.
The I dress is like a generated persona
Oh and the questions that follow me.
Let's see.
If i could give it a title.
It shall be "Tokyo Street Punk-Rock Fashion"
Or something to that.
I wear the chains and the fingerless gloves with a hint of black and blue.
While many were the short-short mini's and mid-drift tops
Just like my natural art.
I consider everything an art
Fashion is a natural art.
Designed and created by me
Now, it isn't so simple as it may seem.
While many will spend 70 dollars on a pair of jeans.
I can get the same jeans with a shirt or 3 and maybe even some nice heels.
What you see is what you get
I am not normal [why would I be?]
It is no fun. Normal is over-rated.
But I refuse to end up like anyone else.
But I despise people who think it's cool to walk around with their underwear jammed half-way up their behinds.
And those who think life is all about their parents credit card.
And whether or not their shoes match with their plastered on make- up [So boring].
Those who try to change me. It will not work so stop trying.
I see many wanting to be like a plastic Barbie. I am real so I don't want to be fake.
Again, my style is unique
"Japanese Street Punk-Rock" so to speak.
At the end, I can definitely pull of an awesome 3 piece suite with 4 inch heels.
Conservative and classy.
Being different means I am not like you and I rather keep it that way.
This will all fall down like everything else that was
All the words that we said we cannot take back.
My love is always true
But I don't know about you.
Now I feel like the fool, because I am still in love with you.
I can't replace all of the wasted days
The memory of your face.
I can't help thinking'
Maybe if you stayed and try kept it all together
Where would we be?
A thousand lost forever’s
And the promises you claimed you are giving me
Here's what I'm thinking
It won't be the first heart that you'll break
It won't be the last handsome guy
Somehow, the heart that you broke
You continue to claim you’ll come back to me.
So tell me one more time
How you're sorry about the way
This all went down.
You needed to find your space
You needed us to still be friends
You needed me to
Call you if I ever couldn't keep it all together you'd comfort me.
Tell me you'd come back to me
And the promises I never should have believed
It is complicated
Because you are everyone else's guy
It seems to me you can easily walk away
While I am left here still loving you
This will all fall down
Like everything in the world
This too, I guess, must end
And all of the words we said
We can't take back.
I have already forgiven you.
So you need not to worry
Even though you still broke my heart
Somehow, deep in my heart I still have this ounce of hope.
I am fed up with those who don't know.
All the lies and the so-called promises
Not even completely whole
But I surely don't need anyone to tell me that
I have been through a lot
To know and recognize those lies
I continue to fade into the background
Like I don't matter as my heart dies
I walk around seeing how
A man can continue to lie and deceive
Some even start believing
Though my generosity gets the best of me
I, on the other hand
Leaving it to what I know
My heart continues to disappear
Until there is nothing left to possibly share.
Sometimes I wonder do you regret
How we fell in love.
Us ever being together
But I continue to pray to the stars above
You think I want someone else
Or is not ready.
If that was so true
Then this love would not be real
You think I am scared to see someone else.
You have me misunderstood.
I just don't want or need to see someone else.
Because I want to build my life with and around you
I repeat myself to you
Because it makes me feel slightly better
Since we're not together
I need that incentive to keep the tears away.
I thought you knew how I am.
I am giving the impression you don't
But somehow no one knows me like you do.
Because my love is true and will continue forever.
