She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
She likes older men
Took them for a ride
All the time trying to hide
What she really was inside.
It was always about her
Hating everything that took your attention
Living her lies
Causing nothing but tension.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
Her history looks real bad
Like she wants to stick it to dad
She's moving on to other victims
Left so many in the dust
Feeling like they've been had.
Her troubles they compound
Like all the friends she's left
in a local lost and found
It's hard to imagine nothing but her
Self absorbed and a mean desire to stir.
She's always causing a scene
Everywhere she goes
All the money she's spent
She's a little drama queen.
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Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Monday, May 6, 2013
I cling to life
I cling to the things I know,
to the things that show,
my hands look old!
Pain has become a long term friend,
with never a once seeing the end,
so I cling to life.
Beauty, love and cherished things,
and the creativity that morning brings,
help me cling to life.
My legs, my hands, my aching head,
are all the things I dread,
but I cling to life.
Soon I may be the last man standing,
which looks like nonsense and meandering,
And yet I cling to life.
to the things that show,
my hands look old!
Pain has become a long term friend,
with never a once seeing the end,
so I cling to life.
Beauty, love and cherished things,
and the creativity that morning brings,
help me cling to life.
My legs, my hands, my aching head,
are all the things I dread,
but I cling to life.
Soon I may be the last man standing,
which looks like nonsense and meandering,
And yet I cling to life.
Labels:
Karl Denton,
life,
MS,
pain
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