Thought I’d set up a web log.
Thought I’d be able to say,
What I had to say, and it
Wasn’t hard to set up that
web log.
I started loggin’ right away.
Well I, had a lot of things
just a-goin’ on.
And I, had a lot of things,
just-a
Present on my mind, and I
Thought the world might like
to read them.
And have a look inside my
head.
And I, wrote about my
hobbies.
And I, wrote about my
deepest-innermost
thoughts,
And I, wrote about the stuff
that really makes me mad,
And I wrote about the stuff,
that
I shouldn’t write about, in a place that can be read,
by
everyone in the world…. Nooo…
Now I’m writing in that web
log.
Expressing myself using,
Big pretentious words
And I’d never use them in
real life.
But on here, they’re just
okay.
No one’s reading my web log.
No one cares about,
What
I got to say, and I’m
Getting’ kind of discouraged.
Hope someone reads it all
today.
I might just quit this here
web log.
It’s too much trouble to,
Write it every day, and I’m
Getting kind of depressed,
now,
Even more depressed than I
was before.
“I want a boy who will wake
up early to call me,
One who will dance with…
stuffed
animals, Who will
Look into my eyes when he
says he loves me,
Who introduces me to
new
music, that is unlike mine, but is
still
wonderful.”
No one’s reading my web log.
No one cares about,
What
I got to say, and I’m
Getting’ kind of discouraged.
And that’s what I’m writing
‘bout today.
That’s what I’m what I’m
writing ‘bout today.
That’s what I’m what I’m
writing ‘bout today . (Cha cha cha).