by cometomeangleprague, Oklahoma, USA
Aug 2010 362 Views 2 comments
I was born
I was born to smile.
and make people happy.
Its something Ive learn how to do.
I was born to sing.
A pretty melody.
but sad songs now is all i do.
Weaken by this world.
And forsaking by so many.
A good man can break right into.
Fate works strange ways.
And good things happen when one is least happy.
Sometimes it just takes time.
An owe these scared hands .
Can paint a pretty picture.
I was born lord.
what do you want me to do.
and make people happy.
Its something Ive learn how to do.
I was born to sing.
A pretty melody.
but sad songs now is all i do.
Weaken by this world.
And forsaking by so many.
A good man can break right into.
Fate works strange ways.
And good things happen when one is least happy.
Sometimes it just takes time.
An owe these scared hands .
Can paint a pretty picture.
I was born lord.
what do you want me to do.
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Posted: Aug 2010
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