What does that say about me?
That I'm boing
Useless
Colorless
Nothing
There is no story
Right?
Maybe I'm just like the girl with rubby red slippers
And I'll wake up one day in my bed
And walk out the front door to a world
Technicolor in comparison from home
Friends here, friends there
A good, kind lady who's there to help
But I don't want to be attacked by a witch
Or be chased by monkeys that fly
Or have a friend with no
Brain
Courage
Heart
And most of all
I don't want to wake up
To a world thats
Black and white.
 Inspiration Staff · Thu May 21, 2009 @ 01:24am · 0 Comments |
