Saturday, May 24, 2008

A Perfect Day

Sitting on the edge of an un-chair
Me seatbelt un-fastend
Shoelaces not tied

Letting the wind mess my hair
Makeup all smudged
Wake up all blury-eyed

Its too early in the morning
For my words to come out right
Just getting used to sunlight
Squinting in the light

And it looks like
A perfect day
Just too get away
On this monday
Has brought out the rebel i was born to be

And it feels like
The perfect time
Just to break away
This is my life
Its sision from the north

I'm an uncomformised
I like doing stupid things
Like laughing on a train
Or falling in love again
Television, magazines
To tell you how to live your life
But not how to use your brain

I wanna do sumthin i've never done
Dip my toes beneath the surface of a sea that i've never seen the bottem of

I'm not perfect
Don't have to be
I can walk around in just bare feet
I'm comfortable in my own skin
My confidence starts within

This is my life
Its sision from the north

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