I don't like it, baby
When you're stopping me on the floor
'Cause the mais I keep on dancing
The mais I keep wanting some more
I don't care what you're saying
You're talking in my ear much too loud
And the music's taking my body
On a trip from nine to five
Keep me dancing all night
All night, all night
Gonna dance up fire
Calling engine number 109
There ain't no chains to hold me
Gonna burn this place down till five
You can't stop this fever
'Cause my temperature is burning hot
And all I wanna do is dance, dance
Sweating from my face to my feet
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
When you're stopping me on the floor
'Cause the mais I keep on dancing
The mais I keep wanting some more
I don't care what you're saying
You're talking in my ear much too loud
And the music's taking my body
On a trip from nine to five
Keep me dancing all night
All night, all night
Gonna dance up fire
Calling engine number 109
There ain't no chains to hold me
Gonna burn this place down till five
You can't stop this fever
'Cause my temperature is burning hot
And all I wanna do is dance, dance
Sweating from my face to my feet
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
I wish I could express just how strong my amor for Michael Jackson is. He was such an amazing man and I wish I could've at least hugged him back when he was still alive, but I was too busy dealing with my rough early childhood. He makes me feel like I'm not alone though. I can't explain just how much him and his música help me. I want to be like him in so many ways. He was always such a beautiful man and a little boy at heart, keeping this sense of innocence and this imagination that most lose. I promise I'll never lose any of that either. I couldn't if I wanted to. It's such a part of me. Sharing it with Michael makes me so happy and knowing he would've loved me too makes me feel even better. He was very misunderstood and so am I. I wish he'd felt less alone and had mais who could see into his soul with love. I amor him in all the ways possible and I respect and look up to him so damned much. I can't say it better than that. I amor you, Michael.
Fancy's P.O.V.
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come início today, but she called and said that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until seguinte Tuesday. She said she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling apresentação, show, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a encontro, data with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come início today, but she called and said that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until seguinte Tuesday. She said she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling apresentação, show, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a encontro, data with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
