Gizmos and gadgets
Widgets and wadgets...
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TREAT ME THiS WAY?
SERiOUSLY iTS GOTTEN TO THA POiNT WHERE iT iSNT...
Best friends,
is what they used to be...
She walks slowly,
Down the long hallways...
I'm not that all American girl
I don't have big busoms...
What is it that you see in me?
I'm just an average girl...
SO MUCH STRESS I CANT PROGRESS
MOMMA IS ALWAYS SAYING SHE WANTS ME TO BE THE BEST...
She's all the friend I wished I could be, and she...
**This poem is deicated to a new friend of mine...
The thought of losing you
is only enought to make me cry...
..<<3...
Sitting on the bus
Knowing that you are behind me...
Las estrellas que fracasan la noche,
la sangre que corre por venas...