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Where is he? Where is that man that wants to listen? Who cares about what I have to say Where is that man who will hold me close? When I’m having a rough day Where is that man that will laugh with me? When I’m being my silly self Where is that man who isn’t all about money? He can just have fun without all the wealth Where is that man that will love me for who I am? He will enjoy my little quirks and not try to change them I’m not to sure where this man is, But I can’t wait to find him.

I know you don’t want me with you right now But a part of me always will be A piece of me you took awhile ago That you cant hold or even see But whenever you feel alone Remember that It’s there You have a piece of my heart That with you I only share

Lil secrets Underneath his look of innocence, A darker side prevails, I have for you a secret of my friend, But between us we must keep the details, Deep back in a secluded corner, Of his bedroom closet lies, A magazine full of naked pictures, Of many older guys, All though many pages stick together, One would not have to be wise, To figure out that when he looks at their wrinkly bodies, Something arises between his thighs, I never thought sagging and shriveled, Would for him do the trick , But with the magic of Viagra, Those old men have huge dicks, Now that I have told you, His secret you can not tell, But the next time you see old Georgie, Make sure you hide your grandpa well!!!

Four Wheels I watch people stare as I wheel on by, So many people feel bad for me, Yet you’ll never see my cry, These Four wheels will keep on moving, Nothing will hold me back, I have too much to live for, To let these four wheels off track, Don’t sit and worry about me, I know I will be just fine, And these four wheels will keep on treading, For no better reason than that they are mine.

I was sitting one night at the dinner table, But something just didn’t seem right, Ahhh, I must need me some spices, To add to my potatoes ever so white, I looked at my friend beside me, And said “Can u hand me some pepper Jack?” He passed it right on over, I sprinkled a little on and handed it back, I took me a big old heaping in my mouth, And boy was they so yum, But then I realized I had me no milk, Gosh sometimes I’m dumb, I got up with udder disappointment, To find we had none insight, The dang cheesy Swiss girl next door, Had drank it all last night, It was only six curdy in the afternoon, So I still had time to pick some up, Ahead I thought I saw me the moon I figured I cheddar get moving fast, Without my milk I feared Id have me, A night of heart burn and lots of gas, So I got right to mooooving, But on my way over to the store, My worst fear had been proven, The woman I slept with 9 mths ago, Was standing if front of me, But yet she was barely movin, She looked like she was bouts to blow, Omg she was big as an elephant, Told me I needed to take some Lamozzerella classes, Cause she was pregnant, I thought to myself as soon as she said it Ricotta get myself out of this mess, I can’t handle raising this ladies kid, She would cause me nothing but stress, As she moaned and she groaned, Quickly appeared, A black little baby, I thought boy that was weird, Could that baby come from someone as pale as me? So I looked at her, And said how could that be, But she just stared back didn’t say a word, Then I figured it out all on my own, Since I’m the shit of course he’d be a brown little turd.

When u look in the mirror, What do you see? Is the face looking back at you, Who you want it to be? Is it a face full of sadness? From life’s sorrowful ways, A face full of anger, From many betrays, With every glance in that mirror, Do you wish it your last? Just keep in mind, That face in the mirror can be a face of the past, The future is coming. The days will soon be new, With in no time at all you may have a different view, It could be a face full of smiles, Or eyes no longer filled with tears, With limited worries, And few built up fears, Just give it time, And quickly you’ll see, That face looking back, Can be who you want it to be.

My life was over I wished myself dead Thoughts of sadness Swarmed through my head A heart torn completely An eye no longer able to tear A soul with no purpose A life full of fear The final days approached I would now go on to better places A place with no judgment Based on looks or on races I could be me And no one would care The laughter would stop No one would stare That’s all I’ve wanted But the worlds full of hurt And for that reason I chose to be 6 ft under dirt No one can hurt me now I chose death over life I now sit with angels With no pain and no strife I doubt I’m missed And I no longer care For I’m better off up here Then I ever was there.