Plaintiff cries arise in the lesson
there is fresh thinking transpiring...
I am the soul of this town,
feeding ostracized families...
Beauty only tender hearts can see
Through the mask of disability...
When will I wake up, grow up learn?
When will I reach the inevitable...
Rows of rollers skates and pirate ships
Bright stickers or stitched bears...
I guess this will never change,
The change ment of understanding...
In her dreams she is a hermit
who lives in a remote part of town...
Is it possible to speak without saying a word
capable to cry without shedding a tear...
Now she's going to jump.
We watch her make up her mind...
Business youth should learn:
"Expected but not required"...
Red rose romance,
Weddings, wilted...
We are naught but experiments,
rats inside a maze...