My Job

by The Spaz   Oct 18, 2006


To be alive and feel so well,
To fall into that thing called hell,
Why go there when someone says so?,
\'Cause they don\'t know where they are gonna go,
To make someone smile and lighten their day,
To help them melt that stress away,
It is my job and like many others to,
It is something I love to do!

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

More Poems By The Spaz