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.
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
What hurts the most...
Was loving you so much,
But that not being enough.
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
