I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
I tend to get loud when speaking my mind.
Even a little crazy some of the time.
I'm not a size 5 and don't care to be.
You can be you and I can be me.
I try to stay strong when pain knocks me down.
And the times that I cry are when no one's around.
To error is human or so that's what they say.
Well, tell me who's perfect anyway.
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
I wanna start fresh...
and forget this place, the wicked world I live in,<
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<Time is slow, time is fast.
It never stops, but it always lasts.
It's time for be
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
