just one of my rantings...
youll never catch me ill never be able to live or fly to the moon but for now, i can tie my own shoes. tie my own shoes cant i hold it in and take it back back take it back untill i explode i cant inhale i cant feel my toes tied my shoes to tight mommy why cant i do it just right? but for now ill give for now for now i think ill.. exhale for now il walk a little marathon. ill trip a little mile. ill ask the moon to shine down, and die a little while. hes cookin somthin big and hes trying my clothes on like me, a dead carcas rotting on the lawn. run over, im still singing still singing cant your hear my voice still ringing? its in your ear, am i still in your ear? bye, bye calling the nearest shoe repairman because my shoes are too tight and mums to busy. mum... ill follow noone and my chest is still to small somthing in me tells me im going to loose it all i feel im so behind but my legs can help me waddle. sometimes i notice im a little more normal that id have thought i was.... i thought i was...as alwayse, my grammer is awfull i kknow.. Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 12:28 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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