You know,
All I ever wanted, when I was 8 years old,
Was to be Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman-
Minus that whole hooker thing,
But at that age I didn’t understand that concept,
But I understood that love,
And I wanted to be rescued.
My life wasn’t too bad, I mean,
Yeah my dad hit me and he left me, and I was fat,
yadda yadda yadda,
but I just wanted to be rescued.
It was a time for fairy tales,
And I believed in them.
But then I got older, cynicle,
Lost my faith somewhere.
You know,
When I was 8 I coulda been anything,
I had potential, I was smart, I was funny,
yadda yadda yadda,
and all I wanted was to be saved.
And I mean, what 8 yr old really gets Pretty Woman?
And what yr old should even be watching Pretty Woman?
I just know that she had it,
And I wanted it.
And here I am 22,
I’ve lost faith in Prince Charming,
Cause he was found in fairy tales,
and I’ve lost faith in a Father figure floating on fluffy white clouds,
Cause He came to me in stories,
And I’ve never really had faith in myself,
Cause I coulda been anything.
At 13 my life was planned out man,
I was gonna go to SMU, to law school, be a lawyer,
And don’t get me wrong,
I know we all have dreams we let go of,
But homeless in Austin is a far cry from Highland Park.
And Julia, Julia had it made,
she was beautiful, intriguing, he loved her, and he saved her,
And at 8 years old,
All I wanted was to be Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman
And at 22, all I have is me,
In my life
And it turns out,
I’m gonna have to be the one who saves myself.
Maybe there’s still time to become Julia Roberts in Erin Brockovich.