First Challenge and Black Mail Worthy Material

I was challenged by "Seven Deadly Sins" to write more than one song a day. Fair enough. Although, I can't write tunes, but I'm pretty good at lyrics. But I'll try to make them as amazing as possible.

When I was younger, I used to think I was amazing at everything creative. I wrote songs and I tried to sing them and I also tried to make a band. (OK, several bands with dumb names like : Black Rose, Skeleton Key, Smashing Walls, etc.) So, I will share with you several cringe-worthy songs that I wrote in my past in honor of this challenge. I won't count them as writing a song, considering that they sorta already exist and are extremely EXTREMELY lame. Feel free to laugh your head off at my seventh grade stupidity. Just please don't tease me if you ever see me.

First Song: Official Ladies' Player (Bonus points for using correct punctuation for "ladies'")

About: This pathetic boy in my class who I was "in love" with for four years.

Stupidity Level: ***

Lamest Lyrics:

You're a sweet-heart breaker,

A best-friend faker.

And most of all, a ladies' player!

Haven't heard you give me a ring.

But when you do, I sing,

Is this some sick plan.

Please grow up and be a man!

Translation: I wish I was hot enough to get you to call me and you feel bad about your lack of interest. No avail.

To be honest, he wasn't a player at all. But, I wanted him to appear to be a man-tramp.

Second song: Lonely Chemist (What the heck?! I sound like a super nerd...which I was...am....)

About: Me never ever ever ever ever ever ever getting anyone to be romantically interested

Stupidity Level: ****

Lamest lyrics:

Emotions mixing in a vat,

Churned by one who, that,

Has never had a lover.

Hopes fill the air instead of smoke,

Realizing love is no joke,

Is the thoughts of the lonely that has no lover.

Translation: I wanted to be severely poetic and depressing. This was my pre-emo stage. I also had no idea what a lover meant. So, don't think I was a sexually active seventh grader, please.

Who the heck uses the word "vat" in a song??

Third Song: Choose the One You Love

About: That same idiot boy who I wasted four years on.

Stupidity level: *****

Lamest lyrics:

Are we on or are we not?

Tell me, honey, get it while it's hot,

There's a two-day special, get it while it lasts,

Or else be prepared when heartache blasts!

Translation: Oh, hey, I'm an idiotic pre-teen girl who thinks that she is something sexy beyond those ugly glasses, curls, and braces. Oh, Little Me, if only you knew what an idiot you are.

Seriously? This boy who these songs are about was my first boyfriend. He didn't talk to me for five months. See what I mean by idiotic?

So, I shall now get started on writing DECENT, SENSICAL, PRACTICAL songs. More than one everday. And please, don't black mail me with this stuff. It's like my diary.