i dont beleve in the mirrors when i was so yung, and life was such fun, mirrors were kind , IT WAS EASY TO BELEIVE IN THE MIRRORS. but when i was in my teens,
betts ifeel like an animal locked in a cadge i dont lose my temper or fly in a radge you see im a person with feeling when damaged needs healing be nice to me alibali
your presence made me love you but you diddent show me how to stop. you dressed in lace i saw you from a distance my heart started to flutter i was stunned by your buetiful face
the kids do it for devilment no one hear to care wet hair and wellintons and nit in your hair playing in the mud jumpers worn inside out buying fags and smoking and parants finding out
a pitcher in my mind my memories of youth still hold a place for in my heart i keep this place both loving thoughts of fond and grace your face in my mind it shall aways be
