You all know me as Mike
The self confessed cross dresser...

I write these words for my mum
I know she loves me...

I fix my hair
There,thats better...

Everyone is so miserable
And looking kinda down...

Go with the flow
You have all to gain...

Young,so young
And already losing your hair...

Words are cheap
Don't really mean anything at all...

I'm never up to date
I'm always quite behind...

I am putting pen to paper
I don't know what to write...

I drink to forget
Then I forget why I drink...

Fly little bird
You need to be free...

I'm staying here under the covers
I don't like it out there...