"..:I got a lot to say to you, Yeah, I got a lot to say.

I noticed your eyes are always glued to me

Keeping them here

And it makes no sense at all

They taped over your mouth

Scribbled out the truth with their lies

You little spies

They taped over your mouth

Scribbled out the truth with their lies

You little spies..."

This is me. A girl singing along to an old, yet legendary Paramore song during the weekends because, well, the outsiders aren't worth my company.

Spending your lifetime worrying about connecting with people is rather unhealthy...especially for a teen who technically, is an 'orphan', or to be more specific....a mistake.

My whole life has been a mistake, I've never, and I mean not for even once, bonded with a human being properly. I'm always awkward, always shy, always eerie and rarely happy.

I try, so hard, to make a good conversation. I know a lot of people, it's just that I never got to talk about me, I'm basically a beneficial living body. Whenever it comes to me, it always stops to a halt. I've always been the mute, everything I say is a joke. They're never interested, talking behind my back...literally.

I might be a weird blonde, but I just want to fit in.

"...Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone

Just the one-two of us, who's counting on

That never happens

I guess I'm dreaming again

Let's be more than this

If you want to play it like a game

Well, come on, come on, let's play

Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending

Than have to forget you for one whole minute..."

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