A/N: Freeverse, huh? That's something I never thought I'd be writing. I was just musing over the next generation, as you do, and this is basically the offspring my muse. I love that word, muse. This is for don't. you. try. to. outweird. me. It's only due to the hordes of encouragement she's given me that I've finally plucked up the courage to write and post a freeverse. Thank you.
Oh yeh, and I don't own Roxanne. S'all JK Rowling.
Keep smiling
And don't let the world know that inside you're b r e a k i n g
You're the happy one
Right?
The one who pushes through e v e r y t h i n g
The one who {dances} in the rain?
The one who stops! to smell the flowers?
Well the rain's stopped falling now
Hasn't it?
And the flowers are wilting
I think?
And you stand there, amongst the wreck
Of ha/lf answered questions
And -false- little smiles
And you wonder who you are
Who am I?
And you don't think you're -fake-
No, you're just confused
[Sometimes] You want to be
H
A
P
P
Y
[Sometimes] You want to be
F
U
R
I
O
U
S
And life's just so damn !confusing!
And your brain's just so damn !muddled!
And you're caught in between two/two worlds
You want to be grownup and special and strong
You want to make decisions
{Not mistakes}
But then again?
You want to be told 'Everything's gunna be okay, sweetie'
And you just want to be wrapped up
And carried home
And tucked into your bed at night
Well, you do need some protection
For when the walls finally come c r a s h i n g down
What walls?
And you're bruised and battered by the falling (downdowndown) fragments of your life
And you're still not sure if you feel
H
A
P
P
Y
Or
F
U
R
I
O
U
S
Because now you're {Vulnerable}
And it's everyone else who calls the shots
And it's everyone else's decision
They can take you
Or leave you
They can love you
Or hate you
But either way, it's still you
I think?
Please review. I'd love to know what you think.
