If you could go back,
to when you were born...
The leaves fall slowly with a rustling sound
To the roof of the school, and you feel...
If you had the chance to hurt me,
Would you take it...
Voices whisper in my ear,
Telling me words that calm my fears...
Reflection, mirage of the heart
Betrayal held within your eyes...
March to the beat of a different drum
if you refuse to sing, then you must hum...
Whats the worst thing ever
school...
Have you ever been told you are just a fake
& you need to start being yourself...
Full to the brim with smiles abound
Whistling a tune of morning song...
When spring comes,
I will see flowers blooming...
I throw my heart like a grenade
In this war called life...
Down on Grandmas Farm:
Part 1...