Chapter 1 - can i ryme today?

i don't do perfect happy angel every day ok?
weather it was yesterday, last night or the week before
i know i went out into town into the grocery store
my mom took me shopping to target it seems
to look for one of them skinny bikini things
i will not surrender, i wont spare a glance
I'd rather go naked or in my underpants,
Those things are so mini you must be unhuman
theres no way anyone could that that to em
i dont know what they eat, i got no clue how they survive
i think on whole grain beans they must thrive,
my mom had a plan, a whole future planned out for me,
she said you shall wear one next summer
it shall be
i told her i said "mom.. are you crazy?"
she said "it will go with a daisy ^^"
dude i think shes psycotic,
insane at the least
there's no way a bikini fits a billion pound beast
i guess it is pointless to share with you the rest
the shopping day didn't go so well i confess.
My little sister left with some clothes,


had to wait for my mom to leave anyway

I with bearing a cartful of angry woes
my sister is shining, brilliant and happy! =)
my moms kinda pissed and should take a nappy
but we have what we came for now we can leave
we were going shopping for a birthdays eve
well i just spent several lines explaining my trip
just wasted precious minutes, i let them slip.
it was a boring story kinda pointless really
i just thought i would share with you
the shopping and glory.


so now for my next one, lets change the subject,

lets talk about my freinds on the updeck.
i dont know why i used that its not really a word
running out of rymes here I'm really really bored.

if i was my freind S in all of her brilliance,
everyone would listen to me a kajilliance
they would obey, and do what i say
wherever i go they would follow in my wake
whatever i say happens to go
if i dont wanna play that the answer is no
I walk on the path , the one we all follow
omg dollow?
if i were S i would be funny and kindhearted
the only problem is the paparazzi of friends that i started.

if I am my freind K and very skinny and nice
woah this line has something to do with mice
If i were her don't you see
all the dudes would flock to me
they would say "O princess please"
"will you take this ring and marry me?
ride off to my kingdom upon my shining white steed
if anyone touches you i will make them bleed!
dont' worry sweet i shall protect you
let us be happy for eternity cuteyboo!!"
and when i tell you these stories I'm not speaking of one
I'm speaking of at least the 5 princes with a thing for K ....vun?

she can speak spanish she likes to let people know
she's always asking me how i am on the go
after a while it does get annoying
or maybe I'm just pissed off at everything
but i wont just say bad things, you gotta love K
its not her fault all my princes ran away.
that was my fault i take all the blame
truthfully I'm not one easily tamed.


so now that we're finished with them lets talk about C


oh princess bride to be
i don't know what i could say, there's just nothing bad
she's nice and she's sweet she's my sister a tad
she seems almost flawless her skin white and pearly
nothing upsets her she's kind of more girly
she likes flowers and pink stuff i wont tell a lie
but she's braver beyond any measure of mine
of course to everyone else its no big deal,
but to me i feel bad like a 5 year old girl,
I'm 15 her older sister for gods sake
why am i so immature in her wake,
I'm always complaining she makes me feel horrid
i wish to die in the dorrid.

now the problem i have, speaks for itself here,
its not about K in particular C or even S
its the fact that almost everyone switched gear
they went from the laughter the light and the jokes
to this serious and unfriendly hoax
i mean growing up i understand
but why must everyone be so bland
just follow and do what everyone does
we must have drama just cuz!
all of us have to get serious
at least somebody has to get left out and be delirious
disagreeing is a crime
i really wish i had a dime
here is what i would do
i would buy back my childhood when i was just 1 with a 2.
=(

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