You've been a great Mother
But not like all the others...
Little angel of a dreamer, don't you cry.
The monsters, they aren't really there...
I thought you were my friend,
who would be there till the end...
When no ones there for you and you think no one...
ILL BE THERE...
We appear to be very different,
But at heart we are the same...
I wonder why you don't see it,
see these tears upon my face...
I keep my paintbrush with me where ever i go
In case I need to cover up...
There's an empty place inside my heart
It's dark and cold with no way out...
Friends forever
This is what we once said...
Thank you for being there
even when life didn't seem fair...
This always happens. He knows she is having a good...
She alway thinks she is ugly and no one loves her...
Paper laid out
griping my pencil so tight...