Something About Me
You wanna know about me?
Please, turn back.
Nothing to see hear folks.
As for the few of you who stay, I guess I'll quench your thirsts.
We all grow.
I've had Gaia for only two years, and guess what?
I've changed a lot in two years.
I'm no longer structured, like I used to be.
Nothing comes in paragraph form... Nothing comes straight and pure.
Everyone has their drives.
Sometimes we get confused...
Yet we always find a way to bounce back, don't we?
Good or bad, it happens...
Majority doesn't use full punctuation.
In text, email, instant messenger.
Who does that?
Not guys who talk like this:
"Yo dawg wuts gud?"
I'll tell you what's good.
I'm the freshest, proper boy you'll ever had the misfortune to meet.
And I care.
I care too much for my own good.
I don't watch TV.
It's just a way for Society to fill the heads of it's people with nothing... To brainwash them.
All people care about nowadays is the latest gossip, having fun...
No one ever takes the time to look and listen. People out there are dying.
Not on the outside, but on the inside.
And all that they can think of is the next time they can party.
No one screwed up your life.You
screwed up your life.
Take responsibility for your actions.
I'm a '95, and I've noticed one thing in my fifteen years of life...
That no one in my generation or later, takes responsibility for what they've done.
And guess what?
No one cares...