Another Brown Eyed Girl

Here’s something you should know: I’m another brown eyed girl. I can laugh without care, or cry for the end of the world. I love apple and spice. I hate bubble gum pink. I lie, and I’m not always nice, but I’m a good girl… Despite what you think. I’m another brown eyed girl. Converse and tee shirts are all that you see, when really dresses and frills are fine by me. To me, my hair is always a mess. I live off of music, and I always try my best. More or less. I’m another brown eyed girl. I hate to be alone, I don’t like to sleep, and I always feel like there’s a missing link. I’m another brown eyed girl. I like every simple thing. The smell of fall, the feel of bark, the sound of leaves and when you sing. I can see myself in my most favorite book. It’s funny that I watch kids, I clean, I can sew, and I cook. I’m another brown eyed girl. I hate when I’m scared. I’ll always want the second kiss. Sometimes I forget that I cared, and my grades are kinda hit or miss. I’m another brown eyed girl. My family is crazy, but still they try. For me, every “you’re beautiful” is just another lie. I’m another brown eyed girl. My favorite flower is a Daisy, I hate grape soda, I’m always up for a hike. My friends call me crazy, and you soon learn what I do and do not like. I’m another brown eyed girl. I like chocolate and not a fan of mango.I love talking and hate thinking. I always have a secret you don’t know. My story’s are long with short lessons to learn. My trust isn’t just something you gain, it’s something you earn. Sometimes people say I’m one in a million. Something special I’ve heard, but no. I’m really just another brown eyed girl.