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.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I live with depravity,
Pressure like gravity.
Why can't they just see
I w
What hurts the most...
Was loving you so much,
But that not being enough.
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
I
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
