• I always seem to find myself writing of tears
    always seem to pull all the greatest fears

    for once I like to be normal and yearn to feel love
    to write of someone dear, to be warm with angels above

    roses and petals
    flowers and buds
    birds with nature
    heaven and above

    I dare to be different and smile without frown
    love to write of happy things not masked killing clowns

    I love to write of silly things to cheer others up
    my name is known throughout my thrown of blood spilled guts

    I love boyish things I guess that is just who I am
    I try to be different hiding like a ram

    but no I now know who I really should be
    a person whom I knew before, a person- that is me.