Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies. Well.at least I didn't last time I
checked.
Laugh and the world laughs with you. That's what I've always told myself. Keep smiling and things will get better.
But it's hard to find anything to laugh at.
Starving ain't funny. Sleeping on the streets ain't funny. Being broke ain't funny.
They say as long as you have hope you can make it through anything. But what do they know anyway? How are you supposed to keep going when there's nowhere to go?
Like Jack says, "We was beat when we was born."
Being beat ain't funny either. And yet the only thing I can do is laugh.
Then I realized that I had something to laugh at. Myself.
I mean, come on, I do some pretty stupid things sometimes. I used to let it get me down. After all, being broke, hungry, and having to sleep in the streets isn't exactly the funnest thing in the world. Of course, it's not the worst thing in the world either. And looking back, it's kinda funny how I lost one of my shoes. And how it started raining.
Here I am. At the bottom of the grave I dug for myself.
Laugh, they say, for the world laughs with you. Only they forgot to say that if you cry the world only laughs harder.
It's not so hard really, even though you're beat, if you laugh, it's almost like they didn't win. Or that you're allowing them to win, but you could win if you wanted to.
I know that I couldn't win if I tried. Everyone does.
I know I'm beat, but now I think it's funny.
Because I realize I have something that they can ever take from me.
Nothing.
AN: A short, kinda depressing thing from Race's point of view.that came to me when I was listening to I'm On My Way (Proclaimers). Don't ask- I don't get it either.
Thank you so much! to all the people who reviewed my first newsies fic! Funkiechick, Caity, Dreamer, Shane, Nakaia Aidan-Sun, and Legs (you're on my favorites too!)
You all gave me the warm fuzzies!
Oh yes, I almost forgot (HAHAHA).please review!
Laugh and the world laughs with you. That's what I've always told myself. Keep smiling and things will get better.
But it's hard to find anything to laugh at.
Starving ain't funny. Sleeping on the streets ain't funny. Being broke ain't funny.
They say as long as you have hope you can make it through anything. But what do they know anyway? How are you supposed to keep going when there's nowhere to go?
Like Jack says, "We was beat when we was born."
Being beat ain't funny either. And yet the only thing I can do is laugh.
Then I realized that I had something to laugh at. Myself.
I mean, come on, I do some pretty stupid things sometimes. I used to let it get me down. After all, being broke, hungry, and having to sleep in the streets isn't exactly the funnest thing in the world. Of course, it's not the worst thing in the world either. And looking back, it's kinda funny how I lost one of my shoes. And how it started raining.
Here I am. At the bottom of the grave I dug for myself.
Laugh, they say, for the world laughs with you. Only they forgot to say that if you cry the world only laughs harder.
It's not so hard really, even though you're beat, if you laugh, it's almost like they didn't win. Or that you're allowing them to win, but you could win if you wanted to.
I know that I couldn't win if I tried. Everyone does.
I know I'm beat, but now I think it's funny.
Because I realize I have something that they can ever take from me.
Nothing.
AN: A short, kinda depressing thing from Race's point of view.that came to me when I was listening to I'm On My Way (Proclaimers). Don't ask- I don't get it either.
Thank you so much! to all the people who reviewed my first newsies fic! Funkiechick, Caity, Dreamer, Shane, Nakaia Aidan-Sun, and Legs (you're on my favorites too!)
You all gave me the warm fuzzies!
Oh yes, I almost forgot (HAHAHA).please review!