Deborah

Boring and yelling
With anger calling my name
I didn't do it
Is that really such a shame
Every moment of those nine hours
Two seems like long enough
Shutup and do something productive
As you always say
What does it look like?
Smartass that's what you say
Talking about yourself is what I say
Eventhough you say things
You know what I mean
I know it's playing
So I guess we will be friends
You know I am joking
About the age thing
That's what we do in toys
I say what happens in toys
Stays in toys
Quit touching my presents as you say
Whatever...
Wierdo, psycho, something mentally wrong
You got it all wrong
Except yourself
So excuse me
If nothing goes your way
Slaves thats what we are to some people
Do I look like a slave?
I didn't think so
So what do we do now?
You tell me
Having no answers for anything
Why are you asking me anyways
What do I look like?
Rachel the toy stocker
Are you sure?
So I guess from now on stay out of each others bubbles
That will be fine
Sometimes we have our moments
Yes
I may act blonde at times
But I can't help that
So some people say we act like sisters
That's fine
But when it comes to mother and daughter
I say
You wish