My heart beats fro love,
I wish someone will come down from up above.
Why dont anyone be apart of my life,
Im tired of using the knife.
My problems keep on getting deeper and deeper,
It seems that my life just keeps on creeping.
I wish I could Change everything,
Sometimes I dream that I fly away with some angel wings.
Im tired of being hurt,
I wish I had a friendship like Earnie and Burt.
My dreams are full of beatuiful places,
But Im so scared of all the strange faces.
All the time I want to see depressing pictures,
That it will you feel that there will never be any ahppy futures.
I was told never give up on your dreams,
But my dreams are like alot of trash in the stream.
