I remember your smooth hands upon my back and...
I remember your sweet sweet lips upon mine...

I dream of a place with no tears
I dream of a place with no fears...

It seems like only yesterday when we were,
Kids passing notes in school back in forth...

Can you tell me why I’m still here...
Do you even love me any more...

I am different.
I am unique...

Their the ones that I will always hold the closest...
Hard life can be with them around sometimes but...

As she lays there fast asleep she thinks to her...
Will he come in to night or just walk on by...

I wish I could show you what really is inside my...
But I just have to hide it deep down inside my...

Everyone searches to find what they are to become...
But what if what your heart wants is what you...

What a Lovely little mess she is,
In her Own little way she does things...

Goodbye childhood.
Goodbye teen years...

Teachers are wonderful people over looked by their...
Encouraging they surely can be when you need them...