I'll prove you wrong

Guess what? You don't have to feed me with your hand. I know where the food is. I'll be there to be treated unbiased. I guess I should thank you, because its really what I always wanted. Even though, we live in a special treatment kind of world, I've have never been granted the key to the easy path. I've never known what it is not to work hard for approval. And its more than ok. Its awesome. I belong to very few people and while I'm still the flower on your wall, you will soon learn I will privately excell at everything... Ha ha! Probably not though. I'm still the only kid with the wet clothes at the pool, I'm still the hardest worker without praise. Without the boobs, the charm you want, without the life you want, without that brown hair, without that perfect handwriting you like.
I'll be the best. I promise, even if you don't notice. :)

Eu

Ahora no tanto

En un cuarto muy colorido, rebotaban números de las paredes. Tres mentes dementes contemplaban la creación de un universo paralelo, alterno, donde podían existir remotamente aparte de todo. Uno tenía un gran libro de números, otro unas gráficas en papel cuadriculado y el tercero tenía medias coloridas y un perro a su lado. Hay demasiado color para que piensen. Entonces 2 flotaron y uno permaneció... el perro se fue, y el universo todavía estaba sin descubrir. Sin población, con una única esperanza de existir.

If I fell

Goes well with blue feelings and hot tea.
Could be a lulluby. Or not. :(

Beatled February!

..."nothing's gonna change my world"...