~ THIS IS MORE OF A WRITING - IT DOESNT RHYME OR...
born a girl...

~ THIS IS MORE OF A WRITING - IT DOESNT RHYME OR...
there's a little boy born...

Live a life in faith
see dark during day...

2 paths to choose from,
which do i take...

I look forward to tomorrow
one less day left of sorrow...

Sitting all alone,
hopelessness fills the air...

I wish that you were here with me
I wish that you could see...

Loss of breath
i have to hold it in...

Everyone has a weakness, at least one
a fear that lies in your heart...

I have a treasure chest
though i wish i could...

You know what i'm feeling
you pay attention...

Make a huddle you and me
lay together only inches apart...