How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?

He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…

Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times

Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.

If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.