If you believe that dreams come true,  
But sleep at night without a clue,
Of all the things, the ones undue,
Should make you fall, shall make you blue.

Funny how I swore;
not to lose my mind,
if you ever leave;

Funnier how
I didn't know;
that it is the heart;
that'll go missing.

She never looked, she never turned,
She never wished, she never learned,
But with a pen, she once had yearned,
And wrote a poem of all she burned.

But she couldn’t make a single rhyme,
Like rain with cane, and lime with dime,
All she care about is to **** the time,
That once left her confused and blind.

To all who failed, to all with frowns,
Those need a hug of happy clowns,
Come all aboard, come safe and sound,
Don’t miss a dream of hope and fun.

we all need the fun,
we all need some bliss,

what's gotten into you?
-
you shall be missed.

sometimes,

we crave
for pizza, we crave for sweets

but
it will always be you
-
you're all i need.