I'm messy, I'm lazy
I'm unorganized, I'm crazy
I'm a power-packed punch coming at you
Whenever you're not ready
I'm funny, I'm random
I'm cheap, I'm stuck between
The two stages of me
The child, and the teen
I'm the sister, I'm the friend
I'm the daughter, I'm the end
To your frivolous day
Up ahead
I'm dizzy, I'm nauseous
And no Pepto Bismol's gonna help it
I'm stuck in this whirlpool called life
And I can't get out, no matter how hard I try
I destroy, I demolish
I dismantle your keepsakes
Until they're reduced to the size of cells
I can be the goody-two-shoes
With all the right answers
Or I can be the rebel
Who never is around
The fact is, I got pulled into the current
And I think I'm gonna drown
Because I'm stuck in this whirlpol called life
And I can't get out, no matter how hard I try
I know I'm not a beauty queen
And I'm not an ugly fiend
I'm just your average teen
Trying to make it through
I'm urging, I'm wanting
I'm craving, I'm begging
To be held, to be loved
To be wanted around
But I won't be, because the pull is getting stronger
And I'm about to go down
So, excuse me if I'm being a jerk
I'll apologize the next time we meet
I'm just like one of the others
Trying to make it through
I'm dizzy, I'm nauseous
And no Pepto Bismol's gonna help it
'Cause I'm stuck in this whirlpool called life
And I can't get out
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