To Be Grateful part one
Well if you are brain washed listen to metake a little trip to the deep blue sea
clear your mind, set yourself free
yes, everyone is different sometime's
but me, oh no, I am the same
I have a heart, I have a brain
and if my words drive you insane
then you better stop reading
Well everybody wants a story to be told
whats worse then dieing? getting old
you start off warm and you end up cold
oh! I'm so glad love aint gold
cause they say nothing gold can stay
but I could love you every day
and if by chance you run away
I hope it's not my fault
I'll stop my whining, it never got me far
I'll play piano, I'll put down my guitar
cause every body needs something to look for
so they see light when there is rain
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.