in my old age, i have gotten lazy, so i am not as good as i was at a lot of things. i’m not very good at school, or driving…considering i’ve been pulled over three times and rear-ended someone. whoops…i know that i’m not retarded, so i’m not too worried about what everyone else thinks.
oh, & i’m not as interesting as you think. i’m just another person, who tells the same stories different ways.
& there’s this boy. he's the best. there's no words to describe him or how happy he makes me. =]
The Beatles:
He's a real nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere Man, please listen,
You don't know what you're missing,
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command.
He's as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere Man can you see me at all?
Nowhere Man, don't worry,
Take your time, don't hurry,
Leave it all till somebody else lends you a hand.
Doesn't have a point of view,
Knows not where he's going to,
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere Man, please listen,
You don't know what you're missing,
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command.
He's a real Nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
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