Happiness, is the first feel of texture
Of soft hands swathed around me...
I never believed in taking chances
Life was always planned out...
I remember sitting on daddy's knee
I remember helping mommy bake cookies...
How can one say that life is reality
When from an outside view...
In beauty i walk with beauty all around me.
beauty above me...
Tingles through my body.
A sigh of great relief...
I\'m Not The Skinny girl that looks in the mirror...
I\'m not the fat girl who can\'t run fast even...
Sometime things in
this life can hurt so...
It's my birthday today
Thirteen years I have lived...
Set me free
Within your arms...
As i sit hear all alone i wonder why... why i am...
As the world goes round people seem to change...