Cloaking myself invisible, I sneak up the room and sit in front of her. I bite my lip and try to think of how to do this, blinking a few times before snapping my fingers before her. A gust of wind knocks her over and I enjoy the view.
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
Without revealing myself, I smile and walk back out. Sitting beside Elijah, I allow myself to be seen and smile fully. He shakes his head and slaps my upside the face, standing and leaving me alone.
"You're gross," he chuckles. "See you later."
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
No, it's not that you didn't succeed. You accomplished a lot, but, if you want to touch people, don't concentrate so much on rhyme and metre. Think more about what you want to say instead of how you're saying it. — LCDR Geordi La Forge