Why do people have to be so cruel?
They sit there and laugh on their faraway stool...
I wonder if I've
accidentally...
Friendship means hassles
As the rigors of running through castle...
Hair down
covering my eyes...
You see two little girls
Hand in Hand...
Looking through a box
I see myself...
Brady you’re a howling monkey,
Whooping and ranting...
I now speak of beauty
Of which no one can see...
Little words my mouth will leak,
But my heart feels so much more...
Tighter than squeezing into a box.
Each task we soundly beat...
Have you, ever wondered why,
You do, things to make me cry...
I'm so stressed out,
All the time...