Quiet Asian kid sitting in the back of the class
Thinking too much, trying not to seem brash
Breaks away only to look back
it seems as if life is actually on track
Social anxiety takes its hold,
seems as if I'll never be bold.
Soon to go, soon to fade
sometimes I just have to break away
Stay away, stay away, stay away
Isolationism is the way to play
Americans finally got their way
Stay away, stay away, stay away
Doughboys have come to fight, raise your fists, face the plight
Woodrow Wilson promised the world would be bright
But Quiet Asian kid, sitting in the back,
everyone just assumes I'm on crack,
here I sit, thinking of Wilson's promise
and listening to Mr. Schmidt tell us how it all went amiss.
Things are lost and things are won
the Democrats just weigh a ton,
Stubborn and still, ready for the kill, Republicans have yet to be outdone
A cross between worlds, so caught up in between
There is no place to hide, only everywhere to be seen
Quiet Asian kid tries to take a stand
speaks up during the class debate,
but still just cracks under all society's weight.
A weight much too huge for just one small Asian kid
But my shoulders are broad and I hold the control grid
To my life, and so what I become is only what I make of myself.
There is really no need to live in strife
No need to dwell
no need to delve into Wilson's broken promises
To think only of all our loses
NO!
Because Quiet Asian kid takes a stand
and even in APUSH, raises her hand
She speaks for the first time on her birthday
And everything seems to go down in a mighty earthquake.
~Admin Ash
Thinking too much, trying not to seem brash
Breaks away only to look back
it seems as if life is actually on track
Social anxiety takes its hold,
seems as if I'll never be bold.
Soon to go, soon to fade
sometimes I just have to break away
Stay away, stay away, stay away
Isolationism is the way to play
Americans finally got their way
Stay away, stay away, stay away
Doughboys have come to fight, raise your fists, face the plight
Woodrow Wilson promised the world would be bright
But Quiet Asian kid, sitting in the back,
everyone just assumes I'm on crack,
here I sit, thinking of Wilson's promise
and listening to Mr. Schmidt tell us how it all went amiss.
Things are lost and things are won
the Democrats just weigh a ton,
Stubborn and still, ready for the kill, Republicans have yet to be outdone
A cross between worlds, so caught up in between
There is no place to hide, only everywhere to be seen
Quiet Asian kid tries to take a stand
speaks up during the class debate,
but still just cracks under all society's weight.
A weight much too huge for just one small Asian kid
But my shoulders are broad and I hold the control grid
To my life, and so what I become is only what I make of myself.
There is really no need to live in strife
No need to dwell
no need to delve into Wilson's broken promises
To think only of all our loses
NO!
Because Quiet Asian kid takes a stand
and even in APUSH, raises her hand
She speaks for the first time on her birthday
And everything seems to go down in a mighty earthquake.
~Admin Ash