Exxy's Place

This is my blog for short stories I create and want to share with the world. I do have other blogs but one is for a story, another is my main for updates on life, another for my story's online chat amongst characters and then theirs my rant page. So here I'll be placing one shot stories that are quick and hopefully good; but that's for you to decide.

~Exxy~

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Being You

I come home late once in my life,
You give me hell then say goodnight.
I dye my hair because it’s cool,
You talk shit and give me rules.
I try to say what’s on my mind,
But you turn ‘round; I’m left behind.

You’re always right about everything,
No one compares to you.
I’m just a naïve little girl,
but you are such a fool.
You tell me things I already know,
That make you think you’re special.

Chorus:
Now I’m losing sleep,
Not knowing what,
Could set you off,
Have you going ‘round,
And ‘round and ‘round,
You make it such a chore,
To be sorry for,
Not being you.

What I wear is it good enough,
Will it make you happy?
Can I pull it off,
Be what you need,
Me to be.
But is it me?
It just ain’t me!

Chorus 2:
Cause I’m losing sleep,
To be the perfect girl.
Try not to set you off,
Be the perfect girl.

But it’s such a chore,
Can’t take anymore.

I’m not the girl you want me to be,
So stop trying to change me.



Chorus 3:
Now I’m losing sleep,
Not knowing what,
Could set you off,
Have you going ‘round,
And ‘round and ‘round,
You make it such a chore,
To be sorry for…

Chorus 3:
Now I’m losing sleep,
Not knowing what,
Could set you off,
Have you going ‘round,
And ‘round and ‘round,
You make it such a chore,
To be sorry for…

So Sorry for,
Not being you.

I started this song a few years ago and stopped at the first few lines. I guess when I started it I didn't know where I wanted to take it and just shoved it to the side. But I found it last year and after reading what I had i figured out what I wanted and started finishing it. So here's the completed lyrics for Being You. I think this is the first song I wrote that actually relates to what happened me to.

~LEB~