

Alone on the StepsThe smiles and laughter from the children on the playground. The skipping and jumping rope, ball tossing and tackles. What fun those children must have.Alone on the Steps
The teachers must notice, by the funny looks they give, they gotta. Long sleeves in the middle of May must have tipped them off.
If only they'd ask, maybe things would change. Late night beer runs, drunken beatings, shameless abuse.
Why couldn't they just come over; ask what was going on.
I sit alone on the steps while the other kids play. That's where I belo


Living in a World of GiantsYou built me up. You and all the others. Saying wonderful, marvelous things, about me and what I've done. How much potential I have and what I'll be like when I'm older. Everyone you meet, you tell. Everyone they meet, they tell. You built me up to be such a great person; But deep inside, I'm as small as can be. I'm like the runt of the ant litter, living in a world of giants. But you have not a clue. As you talk I smile and look at the ground. You reach around my back, grab my shoulder and give me a gentle squeeze. &nLiving in a World of Giants


Who Next?As you stand in front of me with your eyes locked on mine I can see it. I hate myself for not noticing it earlier. It seems so obvious now that i know what I'm looking for. You tell me everythingWho Next?
I need to hear. Fake sincerity flowing from your mouth. Lies just seem to
drip off your lips
like it's an everyday thing. As you step forward to give me the usual gentle embrace I back up. I slowly turn around and walk away.
From this point on I start new. With my head held high and my heart no longer broken. &


Gets EasierEveryday I work hard. Working to be something I'm previously not. Having let the evils Of those around me Invade my body And take over my mind. Wishing everyday That I would die. Dying would save me. Save me fromGets Easier
Those who beat me down, Who laugh in my face And criticize my thoughts. Those who crush my spirit And tear apart my soul. Having almost relieved myself of this pain, I realized something very important. It's not me. I didn't do anything To make them act this way. I can break free And soar away
On
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And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
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And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
thank you for the fave!
it just went *poof* and is gone!
FIND IT IMMEDIANTLY!!!
hahaha!
ive looked high ive looked low
ive looked left ive looked right
ive looked on the bed and under the bed
ive looked in my shoes and in my socks
ive looked under alibi and on aimiee
ive asked the cats ive asked the rats
ive asked the birds and winnie's turds
i even asked Walter and told God to ask Eisenhower
BUT ITS NOWHERE! I SAY! NO WHERE!
hahaha, you like that?
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