If I were a bit braver
I'd pretend I was jumping when actually falling
And go to the bathroom at night, strolling.
And in that nice diary I'm afraid to start writing
I'd use a pen even when crying.
I would pack no sweaters for a summer vacation
And in the winter only one...or three for any situation.
And instead of "I'm fine"
I'd answer: "I wish I'd get a sign"
That everything would be all right
And I would someday finally feel light.
I would use staplers instead of clips
And teach myself to do front and back flips.
I would take a step and never look back
And live my life off of a sack.
If I were a bit braver
I would go climb a tree
And actually do something after counting to three.
Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 9:22 AM UTC
If I were a bit braver
I'd pretend I was jumping when actually falling
And go to the bathroom at night, strolling.
And in that nice diary I'm afraid to start writing
I'd use a pen even when crying.
I would pack no sweaters for a summer vacation
And in the winter only one...or three for any situation.
And instead of "I'm fine"
I'd answer: "I wish I'd get a sign"
That everything would be all right
And I would someday finally feel light.
I would use staplers instead of clips
And teach myself to do front and back flips.
I would take a step and never look back
And live my life off of a sack.
If I were a bit braver
I would go climb a tree
And actually do something after counting to three.