Written by Minja
Hey ditz,
Time to make them laugh.
It never matters,
Sing a song, tell a joke,
Misspell "giraffe".
It never matters,
So long as they get a kick,
Because you are the ditz,
My friend.
Hey ditz,
Forget your woes,
It's time to pose again.
Let all those thoughts,
Inside your head,
Get bubbled up,
Just grin.
Hey ditz,
Time to begin.
Hey ditz,
Don't notice how
They look at you.
They've never had a clue.
My ditz,
They never knew,
The person deep,
Within.
The ditz,
Once again.
Hey ditz,
It is the last time,
I swear.
You are just standing there.
So slack your eyes,
Develop stars and speak about
Toms.
Instead of wars,
Like you wish,
Hey ditz.
Dear ditz,
You wonder why
They never ask about your day.
Hey ditz,
Is it because you haven't
Anything to say?
Or ditz,
Is it because
They don't want
To know you?
Do they really want a clue?
What's a ditz to do?
So ditz,
You speak of toms,
Instead of wars.
Hey ditz,
Your eyes are slack,
The stars are born.
Hey ditz,
Could you be true?
Or ditz,
Is ditzy really you?
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