Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Draw inside the lines

I cut my hair, I run with sisscors and I don't care.
Draw inside the lines, stay on the trail.
You teel me these things like they were new, but i've known them sense I was two.
Make belive like when we were four. The time when you pushed me out the tree house door.
Don't touch, just look, but don't you dare stare.
It make people seem like their not really there.
Treat others the way you'd like to be treated, make love not war its all so easy.
The time when I was nine, you were eight we decided to learn to roller skate.
The time when you ate a whole box a cheese nips.
Like when I said we are going on a road trip.
Keeo your hands in the trolly, don't slow it down.
Don't eat the things you've found on the ground.
Velcros easyer than shoe laces, life only matters if you don't have braces.

I cut my hair, I run with sisscors im not as scary as some of your sisters.
I make my own colors, I make my own clothes. I like it when boys climb though the windows
I wind my way from the trail, I pick all the flowers and wear them in my hair.
I do things my way, I do things right. Im not afrid of the dark of night.

2 Comments:

Blogger Theresa Z said...

Pictures, where oh where are they, your mother unit said you showed them to the public and now the public, your plublic wants more! ;) xoxo

8:00 AM  
Blogger OlyGirl said...

Yea. I know. I'll work on that.

9:05 PM  

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