My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
If it’s wanted then you can’t lack It was haunted then grew back So I flaunt it to dream I can ena… Dropping words without facts But somehow I feel and simple and…
Everyone starts out as green But hues change from what we’ve se… Cues that we bring, Thoughts that we string, As we lean,
It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions
Treatments are not the same In a crowd full of people Achievements to blame Make us unequal So just go with your words
I feel it everywhere But yet I only care How I’m getting there That’s mine and They have theirs
God loves us all And has the answer... But Why are some babies born with canc…
Love is hard and makes us weak... So why is it so important for us t…
In the worst time I always loose focus All these great lines How do I show this Can you rewind
I am the paper inked And I am the paper I am the thoughts that think And I am the thinker I am the final drink
Filling in the gaps Not completing the spots Laying in the Earth And thinking a lot I shout up to Heaven
One An individual Totally unique One Earth
Little signs are not good. We all seek boldness. Cofindence understood Is what control is. She seeks control
I saw you... You saw me I saw you Then God was born Helen
My dreams sit on the wall. It helps them not to fall. Through the cracks in my head. I want this but that comes instead… I am how I am.