I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
My subjects, scrubbed and beaming,
Circle round the royal platter.
They seem to be adoring me,
But something is the matter.
See me basking in the candlelight,
My skin so nicely tanned.
The reason for this treatment,
I do not understand.
While I'd love to peck that dish of corn
And gobble down a berry,
I find this jolly atmosphere
To be a trifle scary.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
What Your Friendship Means To Me
your friendship means the world to me
I've never met someone else like you
you me
I think about you all the time.
You're always in my head.
I reread every text you
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And I love you.
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
