Kristen Bell More Than Just A Spare
Spare?
Am I really just the spare?
I'm not part of the town, not born to be Queen,
Just somebody hopelessly in between,
She's the scholar, athlete, poet,
I'm the screw-up, don't I know it.
But then who could ever compare,
Of course, they're gonna think I'm just the spare
Well I won't care.
So I'm the extra button on a coat,
In case another one comes lose,
But if I have to be a button,
Why can't I be a button that's of use?(oops)
I may lack style and I may lack grace,
And once in awhile, I fall on my face,
But this little button deserves a place in the sky!
This button wants to fly!
(wait, buttons can't fly. doesn't make any sense.)
So I'm a rusty horseshoe hanging up,
Over somebody's old barn door.
And I'll be hanging there forever,
Just wishing the horse had one leg more.
And maybe I can't be the perfect one,
And maybe I air on the side of fun,
But horseshoes need a chance to run somewhere!
This horseshoe is more than just a spare!
Someday I'll find my thing
The thing that's all my own
The thing that makes me part of something,
Not just all alone,
If only, all is feeling, I have in my heart,
Could mean something to someone,
How I'd love to play that part!
So I'm just the second born sister,
Who most of the town ignores,
Like a button, like a horseshoe,
Like a girl who's bad at metaphors,
Maybe I don't have a magic touch
And maybe I don't have a talent as such,
Just this heart with much too much to share!
So I'll never be the heir,
But I'm more than just the spare!
(sorry)
