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The Life of A High School Teenager

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Ch.5 Airplanes

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by etsydancer

by etsydancer

You know the song "Airplanes" by B.O.B., if not sing it I put the lyrics below. Sing to it while you read the chapter. It describes what I really need right now. But when has wishing on a shooting star ever done anything for anyone? It's never done anything for me that's for sure. I've always wished that life was simple, that life could be different in anyway possible but not everyone can get what they want now can they? If everyone could get what they wanted then there would be a big problem. Life's hard, I don't know why but it is, and I don't like it. I just wish that somehow someone would see how much certain people are suffering. Some people are suicidal, some people are starving themselves, some people are doing anything they can just so that they can get away for awhile. Like the person next you in math could be overdosing on pills because they want all the pain to go away. Maybe their mom and dad beat her, maybe her brothers best friend raped her and she was told it was all her fault, maybe the person she trusted the most wasn't really her friend at all, it's a possibility but you won't ever know because she won't tell you.

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shootin' stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shootin' stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now

Yeah, yeah I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partying and smashing and crashing
And all the glitz and glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time when you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at the phone in your lap
And you hoping but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for, if you had one chance?
So airplane airplane sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight and
I'll be right back at it by the end of the night

Yeah yeah somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah back when I was trying to get a tip at subway
And back then I was rapping for the hell of it
But nowadays we rapping to stay relevant
I'm guessing if can make some wishes out of airplanes
Then maybe oh maybe I'll go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when ain't nobody listened to my mix tape
And back before when I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for the Decatur what's up Bobby Ray
So can I get a wish to end the politics
And get back to the music that started this shit
So here I stand and then again I say
I'm hoping we can make some wishes outta airplanes

I could really use a wish right now
I, I, I could really use a wish right now
Like, like, like shootin' stars
I, I, I could really use a wish right now
A wish a wish right now

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