365 Days

My First Album?

Callie's pov

"Okay Callie it's your turn," Riker told me. I gulped. They told me that after they practiced their new song I had to go in, and if Matt liked me, I might to sing more songs.

I like singing, but not in front of people. That's the only problem.

"Wait. I-I'm-I'm not ready yet," Rocky pushed me into the little room with the headphones and microphone in it.

My shaking hands picked up the headphones and slowly put them on. I took a deep breath and Matt asked, "What song?" I thought for a minute and the first song was Mean by Taylor Swift.

"I'm gonna sing Mean by Taylor Swift," I spoke into the microphone. They nodded and watched me. I cleared my throat and began to sing.

" You, with your words like knives

And swords and weapons that you use against me

You have knocked me off my feet again

Got me feeling like I'm nothing

You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard

Calling me out when I'm wounded

You picking on the weaker man

You can take me down with just one single blow

But you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

You, with your switching sides

And your wildfire lies and your humiliation

You have pointed out my flaws again

As if I don't already see them

I walk with my head down

Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you

I just wanna feel okay again

I bet you got pushed around

Somebody made you cold

But the cycle ends right now

'Cause you can't lead me down that road

And you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever gonna be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar

Talking over a football game

With that same big loud opinion

But nobody's listening

Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things

Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing

But all you are is mean

All you are is mean

And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life