I like the smell of pop-corn.
I love feel of Crocs.
I think iced tea is "coke without soda"
I love the sound of blunt rocks.
I find poetry in Rap.
I find love in faded pages of books.
I find bliss in chocolate.
I'm emotionally connected to dogs.
I listen to a new song I like, over and over again,
Till I can sing to the tune.
I feel helpless without my book, my headphones.
And I can surprisingly stand in long queues.
I think I'm born in the wrong century.
And that Life should have a playlist.
I cry when Julia Robers get blessed by an elephant in Eat, Pray, Love.
And when Bella and Edward get married.
I can't watch Marley & Me, because, you know...the dog dies in the end,
But I'm still scared of Jacob Marley from A Christmas Carol
For he says, "I made this chain link-by-link he says."
That thought keeps me awake.
I blush easily.
Tamarind makes my teeth go funny.
I have a different tooth-paste for morning and night.
And I wear a Garfield sweat-shirt to bed.
I can be a good listener.
But I'll curse your guts in my head.
I think books have all the answers.
And that should wear jeans till you're dead.
I am sullen and sulky and morose by turns.
But can brighten anyone's day.
I think my smile is crooked.
And that rice always burns.
I want to read more, learn more, be more,
But sometimes am lost in my own head.
It needs a sound of screeching tyres and honks
To get me out of there.
I like it that I'm so strong, so independent.
But sometimes I wonder what's wrong with me.
Aren't you supposed to feel anything
Even when people scream?
Dinner can be bread and milk for me.
And the same for breakfast.
I'm addicted to coffee and tea.
And to Sidney Sheldon
I OD on Castle, HIMYM, South Park and Sherlock.
I watch Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice all the time
I refresh my playlist every day
And hear wooshing sounds in my left ear.
I look around and I see lots of people
But in my head I'm always alone.
A crazy, silly, nice, nasty person.
All of me in one neatly tied package.
I love feel of Crocs.
I think iced tea is "coke without soda"
I love the sound of blunt rocks.
I find poetry in Rap.
I find love in faded pages of books.
I find bliss in chocolate.
I'm emotionally connected to dogs.
I listen to a new song I like, over and over again,
Till I can sing to the tune.
I feel helpless without my book, my headphones.
And I can surprisingly stand in long queues.
I think I'm born in the wrong century.
And that Life should have a playlist.
I cry when Julia Robers get blessed by an elephant in Eat, Pray, Love.
And when Bella and Edward get married.
I can't watch Marley & Me, because, you know...the dog dies in the end,
But I'm still scared of Jacob Marley from A Christmas Carol
For he says, "I made this chain link-by-link he says."
That thought keeps me awake.
I blush easily.
Tamarind makes my teeth go funny.
I have a different tooth-paste for morning and night.
And I wear a Garfield sweat-shirt to bed.
I can be a good listener.
But I'll curse your guts in my head.
I think books have all the answers.
And that should wear jeans till you're dead.
I am sullen and sulky and morose by turns.
But can brighten anyone's day.
I think my smile is crooked.
And that rice always burns.
I want to read more, learn more, be more,
But sometimes am lost in my own head.
It needs a sound of screeching tyres and honks
To get me out of there.
I like it that I'm so strong, so independent.
But sometimes I wonder what's wrong with me.
Aren't you supposed to feel anything
Even when people scream?
Dinner can be bread and milk for me.
And the same for breakfast.
I'm addicted to coffee and tea.
And to Sidney Sheldon
I OD on Castle, HIMYM, South Park and Sherlock.
I watch Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice all the time
I refresh my playlist every day
And hear wooshing sounds in my left ear.
I look around and I see lots of people
But in my head I'm always alone.
A crazy, silly, nice, nasty person.
All of me in one neatly tied package.