I look at my friends,
then I look at me...
I No Your Going Through Alot,
But I'm Here To Hold Your Hand...
There is a little girl i know
she is oh so beautiful...
I only had a short eight years,
After that it's all been tears...
Betrayal dipped in a bittersweet coating,
Exhausted lies after each dramatic excuse...
How do you figure this is my fault?
You hit me with this vicious assault...
He's one of those guys,
That's really himself...
Ever since i was a little girl
You were always there for me...
This is a poem for my Mom! I love her to death.
And I don't know why people say they don't like...
You held me up so high
so i could touch the sky...
My Sparkles of face ends
And body starts wavering...
When i feel lonely
my angels always there...