I’ve forgotten
Where I placed my keys...
Have U ever stopped to think but then
Forget the thought U thought and when...
Annoyed, troubled and quite irate,
It's all hopeless, and not merely bound to this...
Dedicated to Lindsey Rose and Michelle Kezele
I'm tired of guys...
It’s not fair
I just wanna grow up...
I sit here minding my time,
and I feel a tickle under my toe...
I am shy and crazy
i wonder what God looks like...
Fell in a puddle
and now I am wet...
I couldn't sleep all night
I thought you oughta know...
You feel a small tickle and look around to see
If I pick, will anyone see me...
Here I sit here again maybe once or twice a day,
grunting and sweating to my dismay...
one day i was walking
and then i started skipping...