Don't judge me, and I'm aware that my voice is meh in here Inspired by Melanie Martinez songs, "Dollhouse" and "Crybaby" and Salem Ilse "Mad at Disney" and also @journiie 's original song "Hero" I heard a few days ago. I was thinking of doing an original song since I can't really post art on here, and I'm thinking of doing some coding memes and more songs since for the past two months, I have thought of doing an original song, and @journiie 's original song inspired me. This is also acapella so I don't have any instruments(and I donated my guitar when I was 9 I think) Lyrics: There's a little girl in her crib, Who is crying, But she isn't crying Because of her parents are arguing She's crying because she can't handle her emotions, She can't handle what people say If people are near her, she just bites and growls And she turns away She's busy counting sheep, But they are dead She's busy trying to tell the fairy-tale to herself, But the princess didn't woke up by the prince, And everything around her is all heck. So as the clock ticks of the time, She tries to rewind, Everything, But nothing doesn't seem to work as her parents chit-chat, While she's busy crying in her crib. Why doesn't anybody see her? Why doesn't any bother to be her? They all try to get her, But, WHOOPS! It's too late, She's already c-counted the sheep's, And they're all dead, She tried to busy count the sheep, But they're all dead, Lying on her bed and screaming, "Help me! Help me! Help me!" But they don't turn away from her, And they don't know her, But there's a little voice inside her head Screaming out "Help me! Help me! Help me!" But nobody seem to bother, Un-help her So the parents are chit-chatting, While she's in her crib crying. She didn't know how to do any of this, And she is just only three or four! She keep's trying and- Keep, keep, keep, Keep trying them, She doesn't know, How to deal with this, She's only just a little child! While her parents, are busy blabbing! But why doesn't she, get a story like them? And why, does she, get in her crib, and cry all the time? And she's busy counting them, while they are dead! Not jumping over the moon, Like the cow, of the story! She knows that all the fairy-tales aren't true! So what does it matter if everything is true or not true? She doesn't of how anything exists anymore, She keeps trying, As everything, keeps crumbling! But she's busy counting the sheep, As it is all dead! She doesn't know what to do, 'Cause there's a little voice inside her, Screaming, "Help me." She doesn't know, That all the little angels are helping her, So she doesn't know that all the little angels are helping her, She's too busy counting the sheep that are dead! She's too busy trying to get all the fairy-tales inside her head, That is real! There's no prince, rescuing her now! "You're on your own kid!" Said someone, But was it her? Or was it her parents? "You're on your own, where the sheeps' are dead, And the fairy-tales aren't true anymore!" You aren't going to be saved by a prince! OOPS! Spoiler alert! Yes you aren't! So go and cry in the crib while there are sheeps' are on the ground, That are dead!" (So enjoy the ticking of the clock while you're dead asleep) ('Cause the prince isn't real) (Thank you Disney for telling us a lie)
Picture from "Pebble" on Pintrest according to @-Sagewish- but also credit to them
