---CHAPTER 5---
[Aria's POV]
i'm on the stage waiting for the song to play... i picked 'fucking perfect' by pink.... why? because i can relate to this song...
"uhmm i picked this song because i relate to it..."
everyone had a blank expression on theri faces...
the song played and...
now playing: fucking perfect by pink
(my anthem..hehe)
made wrong turn
once or twice
dug way out blood and fire
bad decisions
that's alright
welcome to my silly life
mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
miss 'no way its all good'
it didnt slow me down
mistaken, always second guessing
underestimated
look, im still around
-everybody seemed so shocked...i wonder why? because i sound good...well my real mom is filipino...and its said that filipinos are good singers...so i guess i got it from her...-
pretty pretty please
dont you ever ever feel
like you're less than
less than perfect
pretty pretty please
if you ever ever feel
like you're nothing
you are perfect to me
your so mean wheh you talk
about yourself
you were wrong
change the voices in my head
make them like you instead
so complicated
look happy, you'll make it
filled with so much hatred
such a tiring game
its enough
i've done all i can think of
chasd down all my demons
ive seen you do the same
pretty pretty please
dont you ever ever feel
like you're less than
less than perfect
pretty pretty please
if you ever ever feel
like you're nothing
you are perfect to me
-still everyones shocked inluding Amber and her minions of course... but Caleb... he's the only one who's smiling and enjoying my sing...-
the whole world's scared
so i swallowed the fear the
the only thing that i should drink
is an ice cold beer
so cool in line
and we try try try
BINABASA MO ANG
my secrets
Historia Cortaa realization of epic proportions... a short story that can change your mind about something... you just have to read to find out...
