boozoo bugilys, that's what they call us,
our faces turn red,
but we dont make one fuss.
Our life is a cruel one,
they bite off our heads,
we have to eat glass,
and we sleep in cold beds.
But that's not the reason that we like to stay here,
the only reason is that,
we dont cry with our eyes we cry with our ears...
why are bugs so creepy
why is the sun so shiny
why dont snakes have ears
why does my brother repeat everything he hears..
why cant i answer any of these questions
why dont i have the answers
why cant i understand,
why did i ask you for the answers,
when i already know who can..
i sit alone,
by myself
on my throne
i wait,
and stare
and watch
and glare
at something i never had..
someone who cares.
the way i used to love
is nothing now
for when i watch you
you just look down..
i try to hide away my fears
of losing hope
and hide my tears
as i watch, i see
there may not be
any hope for me.
what the heck keara
ReplyDelete^ agreed. But still very meaningful thoughts, esp. for a 7 year old. I don't think that too many people have this much going on up there even after years. And I like your playlist better than the one I just made myself, but it has alot of the same artists :)
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