Carrie

You know what Norma calls her? Scary White!
Do you love it?

That’s not my name!

Doesn’t anybody ever get it right
Carrie
When’ll they remember I am Carrie White?
Carrie
Is it any harder so say then
God damn total spastic, and weirdo and dumb bitch
Doesn’t anybody think that I can hear?
I hear!
‘Speically when I’ve got them screaming in my ear
I hear!

Every day they mock me and push me around
‘Til I drop
If I had a wish, God, I wish they’d stop
When will they
I wish they’d
When will they, when will they, when will they?

Sometimes their hatred is out of control
God how they hurt me
Mama says suffering is good for the soul
But they hurt me
And if I could, I’d bring them all
Down to their knees!
I’d make them sorry forever for teasing Carrie
Carrie, Carrie!

I will not cry
I am okay
I try so hard to play their way
Why do they find it so hard to say Carrie?
Why do they always treat me so bad
They all know my name?
It’s Carrie!
I don’t know why they all get so mad
It’s always the same!

What’s going on deep in me
All of these feelings suddenly?
If I am changing, will I still be
Carrie?
Or what if I am somebody new?
Imagine, the things I might do!

I might take a chance
I’ve always wondered how
Or maybe I’ll dance
And try to laugh more than I do now
And the world will open its eyes
And for once the whole world will recognize Carrie!

Then all those people who scream night and day
Poor praying Carrie!
They’d see the new me
And they might even say
Look! It’s Carrie!
And finally, I’d hear that word
Sounding so sweet!
Thousands of voices forever repeating: Carrie
Carrie, Carrie!

I am the sound of distant thunder
A colour, a flame!
I’m Carrie!
I am a song of endless wonder
That no one will claim
But someday, oh my, someday!
Someone will know my name!