First post in 2018!!! I'm back and currently busy. Yep, can't believe I'm back to posting things that nobody will read again, wow. But yeah, last night I got an inspiration after writing an article about how the government sucks for a competition, and 2 drama scripts for English and history class. My phone is being ridiculous and things like songs, poems, and the fan fictions I wrote got deleted without me knowing. So I thought "Well why don't try post it on my blog? It's not like people's gonna see anyway,". And here I am, posting this before it gets deleted from my phone.
N i g h t M i m e (original song)
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Bright sky, colorful haze
Dark eyes, illuminating gaze
It's such a shame that it's only a dream
Yeah, it's such a shame that it's not real
You cry, when the morning comes
Then you lie, when the sun goes
That you've been feeling alright all the time
Why can't you let all your thoughts fly?
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
They say the loneliest people
Are the ones that smile so bright
I could say it's true, 'cause you're shining at midnight
Yet your soul is still darker than the middle of ocean
Where are your happy thoughts?
What you love has turned to dust
Hung on the wall, covered with a new wallpaper
Go outside, burn the house into ashes
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Put on your mask, cover your frown
Hide all the scars under your night gown
Don't let them in, into your mind
Turn all the mirrors around
So you can't see your face
And all the games that you can't ace
And when the morning comes
You'll be hiding behind the sunshine
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let me see what's on your pretty mind?
I WISH I HAVE A RECORDED VERSION OF THIS.
I wrote this with my ukulele beside of me. And I can't sing for heaven's sake. I was too lazy to get out of my room to play keyboard, and I wish my dad would buy me a bass even though he said that "bass is for boys!" like he hasn't seen Lyn-z Way, or Nicole Rich. OH, and I wish my mom would stop lying about getting me an electric guitar BECAUSE I DON'T WANT AN ACOUSTIC ONE. Honestly how could they let their daughter play Kick Me by Sleeping With Sirens with a ukulele, then letting her get an acoustic guitar to make it even worse? That's a disgrace to Jack Fowler. Yep, I'm ranting again, sorry not sorry. That's all. Ainna's out. Bye.
N i g h t M i m e (original song)
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Bright sky, colorful haze
Dark eyes, illuminating gaze
It's such a shame that it's only a dream
Yeah, it's such a shame that it's not real
You cry, when the morning comes
Then you lie, when the sun goes
That you've been feeling alright all the time
Why can't you let all your thoughts fly?
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
They say the loneliest people
Are the ones that smile so bright
I could say it's true, 'cause you're shining at midnight
Yet your soul is still darker than the middle of ocean
Where are your happy thoughts?
What you love has turned to dust
Hung on the wall, covered with a new wallpaper
Go outside, burn the house into ashes
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Put on your mask, cover your frown
Hide all the scars under your night gown
Don't let them in, into your mind
Turn all the mirrors around
So you can't see your face
And all the games that you can't ace
And when the morning comes
You'll be hiding behind the sunshine
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let anyone see what's on your mind?
Oh, dear night mime
Put a side of your brain into a dark blue jar
Oh, dear night mime
Won't you let me see what's on your pretty mind?
I WISH I HAVE A RECORDED VERSION OF THIS.
I wrote this with my ukulele beside of me. And I can't sing for heaven's sake. I was too lazy to get out of my room to play keyboard, and I wish my dad would buy me a bass even though he said that "bass is for boys!" like he hasn't seen Lyn-z Way, or Nicole Rich. OH, and I wish my mom would stop lying about getting me an electric guitar BECAUSE I DON'T WANT AN ACOUSTIC ONE. Honestly how could they let their daughter play Kick Me by Sleeping With Sirens with a ukulele, then letting her get an acoustic guitar to make it even worse? That's a disgrace to Jack Fowler. Yep, I'm ranting again, sorry not sorry. That's all. Ainna's out. Bye.
