In my own little world
Where everything's perfect
Every one is smiling
No one has ever heard of dying
With the ice cream sundaes on the tables
Napkins neatly on their laps
Everyone is laughing
Not a tear in sight
Near the beach where the sun always shines
Everyone is always so kind
Where love actauly exists
And where friends always persist
Everyone is happy
No one is ever sad
The only things that could go wrong
was running out of wipped cream
Then realizing this is all a dream
This place dosent and wont ever exist
It is fake, down, up and all around
This life cannot compare
Who would want to live there any way
Nothing would happen nothing would stir
Life would not even be a blur
Second by second year by year
nothing would change
This life may hurt
This life may not be perfect
who can you blame but yourself
To make yourself happy
Its just all plain you
Theres nothing else you can do
Lifes an adventure
Live it like the dream
And always remember buy extra wipped cream
posted by tricia, me and i at
12:46 AM
