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 am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
life is confusing
for all of us
no matter how small or how big
we all hav
I wanna start fresh...
and forget this place, the wicked world I live in,<
I shuffled down the hallway
Trying to stay out of view
Peeking down the walkway
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
