Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
Why Can't People See The Real Me?
Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I c
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little fr
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
What can I do to love you?
For I’m charmed by you,
Your beauty.
&nb
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
