They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the heat, I started to bubble.
Watching the others, I knew I was in trouble.
They opened the door and I started my life.
Frosting me with a silver knife,
Decorating me with candy jewels.
The rest of my batch looked like fools.
Lifting me, she took off my wrapper.
Feeling the breeze, I wanted to slap her.
Opening her mouth with shiny teeth inside,
This was the day this cupcake died.
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Preheat the oven of love
With plenty of secrets and hugs.
Mix in giggles and laug
In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,
but we must learn to forgive and for
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
