please? (carl grimes love story)

Be calm

'As I walk through the streets of my new city

My back feeling much better, I suppose

I've reclaimed the use of my imagination

For better or for worse, I've yet to know, but I

Always knew you'd be the one to understand me,

I guess that's why it took so long to get things right.

Suddenly I'm lost

On my street

On my block

Oh why, Oh why

Oh why haven't you been there for me?

Can't you see, I'm losing my mind this time?

This time I think it's for real, I can see

All the tree tops turning red

The beggars near bodegas grin at me

I think they want something

I close my eyes, I tell myself to breathe

And be calm.

Be calm.

I know you feel like you are breaking down.

I know that it gets so hard sometimes.

Be calm.

I'm scared that everyone is out to get me.

"These days before you speak to me you pause."

"I always see you looking out your window."

"After all, you lost your band, you left your mom."

Now every single crack every penny that I pass,

Says I should either leave or pick it up

But with every single buck I've made

I'm saddled with bad luck that came

The moment I was baptized

Or when I found out one day I'm gonna die

If only I could find my people or my place in life

And when they came a'carolin'

So loud, so bright, the theremin

Will lead us to a chorus

Where we'll all rejoice and sing a song that goes:

Oh be calm.

Be calm.

I know you feel like you are breaking down.

I know that it gets so hard sometimes,

Be calm.

Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times.

You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive

And everything's wrong

It just gets so hard sometimes

Be calm.

I don't remember much that night,

Just walking, thinking fondly of you

Thinking how the worst is yet to come

From that street corner came a song

And I can't remember the man,

The panhandler or his melody.

The words exchanged had far exceeded any change I'd given thee.

Oh be calm, be calm.

I know you feel like you are breaking down.

Oh I know that it gets so hard sometimes,

Be calm.

Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times.

You hate your pulse because it still thinks you're alive

And everything's wrong

It just gets so hard sometimes

Be calm, be calm.'

I sang one of my favorite songs after dinner. "hey Spy" Carl came in the cell sitting down. "hi Carl" I said cheerfully. "what song were you singing" he said which caught me by surprise "um you heard?" I asked. "Ya and you were great" "um thanks and it's called be calm by fun. my favorite band." "oh well it's just as beautiful as you are" he said smirking. "cheesy, carl, cheesy" I said giggling "its ok though I like cheesy boys" I smiled.

~~Carl's P.O.V~~

wow. wow is all I can say. first I meet a beautiful girl. then find out she can sing and dance and has a sense of humor. I just wish I had the guts to ask her out. I mean she did say I was cute.