Sunday, April 20, 2008

When I read you the other way
And I know it's really you
Then my heart has a thousand things to say
And I can find trust there to

Now how do I over come this dilema
I'm open for suggestions to
To me the other now just has a business say
And I don't pick through to look for you

Because I don't want have to grope a bunch of others
Which seems gross to me at best
To feel up a write
To see if it passes the test

You know that's not my job
I don't even like peas
And I'm not a princess
I'm just me