New start, starts today
No more tears, I promise.
I’m not old, young enough to live,
No spring chicken, but plenty left to give.
I’m not beautiful, but I’m not plain,
I’ll never be tactful, I may drive a few insane,
diversifying knowledgable, head full of tat,
It starts today, I’m not looking back.
Grasp onto the rains now, this girls going to run
All in the hopes of finding some fun.
I may well still weep alone out of sight
But I’m worth more than tears, and I know how to fight.