Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I hate this kind of day
Nothing satisfies my taste
For read to start the day
It's like when you know you want something
But what your not really sure
So you open the fridge door
And just look at it and stare
No foil peeks
Cause you know it just won't do
Who wants to count the calories
For a thought to think now to
When what you read
Won't satisfy your head
And the taste was dull to you