2005-05-31

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2005-05-31 07:11 pm

And Heaven Knows, I'm Not That Girl

I shouldn't be suprised
I had suspected it anyways
Fuck, this shouldn't hurt
Why do I even care?
I think I'm just tired of being the girl who's been chosen over
I'm always the friend, never the object of affection
And every once in a while, I get really sick of it
I do
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there a reason why the guys I'm attracted to never feel the same way?
Or not as much for me as they do other girls?
I just don't understand it
Usually, I just deal with it
But every once in a while, it gets tiring
Okay, enough whining for now
Let's just ignore the post and act like it never happened
Sounds good to me...

Song of the Entry:

I'm Not That Girl from Wicked

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in


Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:


Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart

I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl