Found this song today, and really it made me think of this kid... hahaha. It's 'Just a Guy' -- BC Jean.
ooh
what am i gonna do?
what am i gonna do?
you're one dimensional you don't go that deep
ya you can, scream and fight with me half the night and then fall asleep,
ya you can, wake up thinking nothings wrong and my bags are packed
ya you can, tell me how you're missing me and not call me back
but i won't cry, why should i
you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time, it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy
i like how you flip a switch your either off or on, so simple
for me to explain a girl would take a whole other song if you can
give me everything you got to give your gonna find that you can
chill out knowing i respect that i'm not on your mind
and i won't cry, why should i
i'll survive
you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time, it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy
you're just a guy and that's just fine
do what you do but just be mine
you drive me mad and that's okay
we have a deal.. you know..
the basic fact is i'm a girl
and you alone can't change the world
cause you're just a guy ya
you're just a guy ya its alright ya ya
you're a guy, that's alright
there's nothing more and nothing less
you are what you are and it is what it is
take your time,
it's no crime
i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy
you're just a guy and that's just fine
do what you do cause you're just a guy
that's alright i know eventually you'll call
cause after all you're just a guy
*****
Once upon a time...
New years was a beautiful night.
The balloons and confetti mixed with the screams of everyone around us
The joy of leaving behind the craziness of 2010.
I made my wish at 11:11.
I've done all I can do.
I just have to stick with being me.
I play the toughest role in this 'play' I've signed up for.
The best friend.
To both parties.
Which is fine and dandy.
But this best friend watches like Taylor Swift.
This best friend had to avert her eyes when he dipped her.
When she knew what was coming.
When she knew what was happening while she plastered on an excited smile and faced her camera in the other direction.
And while my first partner dance was with this boy, I don't know where I'm going to go.
I came home at a disgustingly late hour, talked with a new friend about it, read teen vogue, and cried a little.
Because...I don't want to sound overly stupid, and overly clichéd, but here's a guy that I can see a bright future with.
One wear those quite adorable cheap-o sunglasses from Claire's would be absolutely necessary.
But I'm a lunatic disguised as a high school girl.
Maybe our future will be ever bright.
This is just the prologue chapter of the story.
You can easily see what will happen,
Just when is the part that no one knows.
I want to be a Susana Colasanti novel.
With him.
But, he's just a guy.
One who's emotionally all over the place.
And he needs a home.
I think that's all I really need to say on all this.
I just want to call out to the heavens and beg and plead and strike one hell of a deal.
I need the knowledge of those who came before me.
A better gut feeling, so I know if what I'm do it correct.
I'll be writing poetry tonight.
That and doing some homework.
I don't see sleep in my near future.
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