Child with god.

by Aishite Imasu   Jan 12, 2005


A child so young and so innocent.
Staring up at moon of crescent.
Asking god why can't I be hott.
Why can't I be everyone says I'm not.
Why do girls like me for a month no more.
Find me someone to love me for sure.
None of this fake stuff.
I may not be perfect.
I may not be buff.
But Ill show them I'm worth it.
Child do not fear.
I have for you your dear.
She's sitting in the window not far from here.
Sitting by the window asking me if you will bring her joy happiness and cheer.
God why can I not see her in this instant.
I wish to be there in her presence.
You will meet her when your ready.
You will kiss her, hug her, and love her, and your life will be steady.
Why god why?
Because if you saw her today you wouldn't understand why.

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