my head
is up in the stars,
and my soul
is spoiled
in an overgrown garden.
the flowers
and the vines
surround me,
keeping me grounded
to the earth
because my overgrown garden
is afraid
that if she lets me go,
then my head
will go to war
with my soul.
and my overgrown garden
is afraid
that if she tries to defy
the stars,

she will lose.

I ain't one of your everyday girls
I don't like diamonds or pearls
I don't do dresses or gowns
I don't do unicorns or crowns
I don't do a prince waiting in a castle
I don't do mornings without a hassle

I ain't one of your everyday girls
I don't do anything to my curls
I do a t-shirt and jeans
I am not a queen, by any means
I don't believe in anything generic and ordinary
I can make people wary

For, I like to create my own galaxies
I like places with good abnormalities
I think kindness is essential
I think everyone needs to be prudential
As my essence to you unfurls
You know, I ain't one of your everyday girls