The Raver's Creed by Ravyn Raver I'm a bassline addict, music is my air.
I see the way you watch me with my cyber dreaded hair.
I'm a free expressive, strobe light loving, UV painted freak.
To you my rainbow wardrobe clashes;
To me it just looks chic.
Fuzzy boots and plastic beads make me feel complete.
You think it's hot the way you dance, until I move my feet.
Forget your stupid rappers, and screw your rock and roll.
When I hear the speakers pumping, I'm bound to lose control.
So keep your Coach bag, Dolce shades, and Hollister shirts too.
I'd rather be seen as a weirdo than for a second look like you.
I'll wear my tinted goggles and keep my neon hair dyed.
I'll raise my glow sticks to the black lights and display my Raver pride!
I'm a rave girl. I believe in PLUR. My life is based around music and the stupidest mother ******** you'll ever meet. I call them my friends. I live for love, and I love to live. Give me s**t, I'll throw some back. If you want my friendship or my respect, don't insult me, respect my ideals, and treat me as you expect me to treat you. I'm a bit of a grammar nazi (fair warning) and role play more often than I inhale. I like long walks, hate the beach, and would rather stay up all night than be awake during sunlight hours. And for those of you who ask, I'm completely off the market, so don't ask. Kthnx.