Contest Im just not your average girl, just a bit crazy,just a bit of everytihing by RyaMage

For us crazy girls

For us rebels

The ones that don't care what other people think

Who when peopel think they know them, they change themselves around

"Sharada" Skye Sweetnam

Once upon a time there was a girl
You really wouldn't call her typical
Had her own definition of cool
She lived in her own world
She had her own style her own rules
She played along like it was usual
Nobody really even knew her name
Her life was one big game

She got her head in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don't know when she'll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can't get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She's got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, song stuck in her head)

Dreaming all day
That's all she did
Ever since she was a little kid
All the teacher's thought that she was slow
She was just dreaming about her show
And when they told her she's delirious
She didn't care
She's just oblivious
She likes to make everyone curious
One day she's gonna be famous

She got her head in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don't know when she'll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can't get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She's got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, she's got this song stuck in her head)

She got her head in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don't know when she'll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can't get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She's got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head)

She got her head in the clouds
Sharada, Sharada
Don't know when she'll come down
Sharada, Sharada
She can't get to bed
Sharada, Sharada
She's got this song stuck in her head
(her head, her head, her head, her head, her head)


For every girl next door
Girl next Door- Saving Jane


Small town homecoming queen
She's a star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly

Maybe I'm just jealous-I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen, I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America
And I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding

Maybe I'll admit it, I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her...

Chorus

I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else

Chorus
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She's Miss America
And I'm just the girl next door



For all those girls that are 'Lucky'
Lucky You- Taylor Swift


There's a little girl in this little town
with a little too much heart to go around
Live forever, never say never
You can do better, that's what she says

Mama named her Lucky on a starlit night
A rabbit foot in her pocket, she dances in spite of
The fact that she's different and yet she's the same
And she says do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do do
Lucky you, lucky you
Do do do do do do do do do do

She sings her little song
She walks a long a little
Pathway headed for the skies
Left to travel, lives they unravel
Mind over matter, that's what she says

Mama named her Lucky on a starlit night
A rabbit foot in her pocket, she dances in spite of
The fact that she's different and yet she's the same
And she says do do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Lucky you, lucky you, lucky you
do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

Maybe she'll sing you do do do do
Maybe she'll bring you into the skies
Honey, she'll love you
Funny how some view angels above you, ain't so far away.

Mama named her Lucky on a starlit night
A rabbit foot in her pocket, she dances in spite of
The fact that she's different and yet she's the same
And she says do do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Lucky you, lucky you






I want poems about you, who you are, the crazy girl, the lucky girl, the girl next door, the one who feels Invisible. I want you to write a pom about bewing the girl you are, Anything goes.