Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When stealing chocolates was my only crime,
When sleep used to come early, at nine,
When my fears were much more sublime,
When I was unaware of society's paradigm,
When I used to mean, "I am fine."
Please, take me back to those simpler times.
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
The hate that I feel inside for you
For all the crappy things you have put them through
Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their
When I am without her,
the sun doesn't shine as brightly.
When I am without her,<
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
She is unique.
Every time I see her
I just can't seem to know how to speak.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
