Treasure Island

Birdie Anderson

(June 1, 1993-someday someway / A far away place)

Dumb girl falls for Silly boy


I feel stupid
To always cast my love stares
Across the room
But he doesn't care
Acts like I am not there
And if I were to die
Would he bother to cry

My name is Dumb Girl
I have fallen for
Silly boy
Who doesn't even like me
But I love him
My name is insane
For the way
I chase after him
I am the dumb girl

I have tried so many times
To hold his hands
But it's always the same he
Pulls away
Again and again
I wish my heart would behave
I wish that it would stop
Because if it doesn't kill me
Than somebody better hurt me

My name is Dumb Girl
I have fallen for
Silly boy
Who doesn't even like me
But I love him
My name is insane
For the way
I chase after him
I am the dumb girl

Asleep at quarter to 12
I am swelled up in covers
The hovering nightmare
Is telling me
Stop thinking of he
Who has your heart but
Is too immature to taught
To bother to love
Her

My name is Dumb Girl
I have fallen for
Silly boy
Who doesn't even like me
But I love him
My name is insane
For the way
I chase after him
I am the dumb girl


(Doesn't rhythm at all, but hey! I'm angry at the moment)

Submitted: Saturday, January 24, 2009

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