POETRY and PREJUDICE

to all of you who recognize themselves in my work:
i'm not a hack. i don't write to please you. there's this one rule here:
if you have had even the slightest influence on my life,
i. will. write. about. you.
deal with it.
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вторник, 31 юли 2012 г.

Good to be me

Well, I've been crossing this country for two months now,
broke and always stuck somewhere, somehow.
They say it should be hard for a girl like me
to stand on her own two feet,
oh, it may be hard for a girl like me
to stand on her own damn feet.

I've got a green-eyed boy sometimes by my side,
another one is waiting for me to be back.
Well, I'll tell you what - it can be so sweet.
Tonight it's good to be me.
Yeah, listen what - this is really sweet.
Sometimes it's good to be me.

Oh, I'm back hometown with paper and a pensil,
no job, no food, just keepin' on dancing,
but life goes on and so do my friends,
the future is empty and so are my plans,
this guitar is mad at me,
but it's still sweet - tonight it's good to be me.

He said : Now that you are free, you do whatever you want.
I thought he's cool, but I ain't falling in love.
And we stayed like that and it's really sweet.
Sometimes it's good to be me.
Yeah, he'll be back, lying next to me,
sometimes it's good to be me.

Oh, I'm back hometown with dark brown jeans,
a hand rolled cigarette hanging from my lips
and life goes on and so do I,
the nights are black and so are my plans,
the world is mad at me,
but it's still sweet - tonight it's good to be me.

Oh, I'm back hometown with my empty pockets,
ain't no power but keepin on rocking ,
cause life goes on and so do my friends,
noone cries for my absence,
they all are mad at me,
but, damn, it's sweet,
they all have given up,
but I still walk -
tonight it is good to be me.
Oh, tonight it's good to be me...

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