I smile but still don't look at him, "Life is a relay race...If you mess up then you have to pick yourself up and keep going. So. I guess looking at things weirdly is just getting through things without negativity..." I think about what I just said, "If that even just made sense."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I listen before remembering what Nic said. I excuse myself and stand, locking myself in the bathroom and pulling out my phone. Dialing the numbers, I hold the device to my ear and pray he'll pick up for once.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
It goes to voicemail and I swear, waiting for the beep. I run a hand through my hair and lean against the wall, "Hey, it's me. You said to call, but I guess you're busy. I'm okay. Haven't been to a class yet, so I won't be able to tell you anything until tomorrow. Just... just call me back when you get the chance."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside