When I think about her I smile,
Because she's beautiful and she's worthwhile.
Her smile lights up my day so I feel warm,
And I love holding her and her head rest on my chest with no reform.
I keep thinking about the times we laugh and made funny jokes,
And the times that we hardy even spokes,
I feel so good when I see her happy and fill with joy,
I hope she will keep allowing me to love and so her that there's more to enjoy.

When I think about her I cry,
Because I know she is hurting inside,
And she tries to hide it from me and others,
But I'm not foolish, so I'll know before another.
And I get a bad feeling like it's happening to me,
Because it's effective and I love her unconditionally.
And then she cries so very deep inside,
And tries to cover it up with her beautiful smile.
But who have eyes to see let them see,
I see her hurting and it really troubles me.
But then she stops, regenerate and happiness flows in her heart again,
But I cry because her troubles are not gone, and some day she'll feel that pain.

When I think about her I will Do,
Do my best, do right, do her no wrong, do what she requests of me,
Because she my C bear, my all and my Queen.

White house, white house,
Blue stains on white house.
Brown cats, black rats, orange birds by white couch,
Nice spouse and white house
Food spots, tea drops on clean floors of white house.

White House, white house,
Red stains and white house.
Clear pool, silver tools, pink snacks killed white mouse,
Chicken sauce turned white spoils,
Fly wings, ants sings of sugar blocks in white house.

White house, white house,
Yellow stains on top White House
Veggie plates, sweet dates, raisen cakes by nice spouse,
Grey clouds pours rain loud,
Mud puddles, purple bubbles outside doors of white house.

White House, white house,
Green grass surrounds white house.
Children dance, in white pants for a cookie chance in white house.
Ceiling fan under a breezy land,
Door closes, mat poses, no more feet enter white house.

Why is there evil?
Maybe God wanted evil.
Maybe evil *** his diverse plan.
Maybe He created evil not to see men fall but how long would men stand,
Maybe not for it to over come us but for it to show us his demands,
Still I ask myself why do I suffer?

Why must we die?
Why must we try?
To become greater than sinners if sinners we were born to be.
To be holy if holiness is only given and not achieved.
To starve and be poor because the rich are told to be evil beings,
So I ask myself why do I suffer.

What's the purpose of life?
If we're born to live,..... wait no born to die.
If all we must face most is hardship and pain to be Saints, get wings and fly.
Is its purpose bent only on showing glory to be killed for innocence and criticized for righteousness.
And I ask myself why do I suffer.

Probably I suffer because I choose to.
Because instead I try the easy way and rub,fraud and **** I sit and wait,
To he fed everyday still having an empty plate, thinking that it's going to be ok.
Probably because God said he will never let his children go hungry and starve but never poor? Nor suffer?
Maybe his idea of sufferation is differ,
Maybe his meaning and comprehension of suffer is joy,
I ask myself why do I suffer,
I don't know, may never know but;
Maybe I suffer to understand and appreciate the sufferation so I can know what it is not suffer afterwards.

Maybe people try to subjugate me because I have less to say,
Or because I choose to speak less to back myself up anyway.
Often criticized because I am soft hearted and my words were poorly spoken,

When I write, my words are like heavenly tokens.

I try a lot believe me I really do,
Though I cameless, sorry typo came less, as I always do.
I push myself and find that I don't get much support,

I was once blinded, my family do have me in thought.

Why do others try to subjugate me?
All I do is try my best to be fair,
Yet fools walk over me like studs on the parade square.
I used to care, I did and maybe I still do,

Occasionally but why and to who.

Those that look out for me are those I look out for,
I have their backs but I pray they have mine.
They are mostly with you when they need and want,

Then disappear when their interests aren't meat in the flash of time.

Do I need to change? Yes I do.
Change my heart, my mind and the way I speak too.
I need to become a foreign me and positive in fact,

Though from now I am not allowing ******* lay me flat.

People cannot figure me out I let my actions show not who I am, my moods switch suddenly,
I may be caring yet act so don't care so surprisingly.
Sometimes I just don't care and I am not afraid to say,

I don't care how others feel when I say I don't care either way.

I will improve and I believe I will,
I am acknowledging my flaws and forgiveness I seek.
Everyone lies and I am no exception,

But I am human so hold me to no expectation.

I alone knows my life, besides God, I'll be dammed to let someone in.
Even when I do they will never see the entire thing.
I have seen dead bodies, I have watch relatives die,
My heart has a numb side but I rather let it shine.
Am I ready? Maybe, maybe not but in time I'll decide.

He loves her yes, so he fights for her no matter what,
He cares for her yes, so no slips, no faults will stop him not even cuts.
So she's his main goal, his future the woman he wants to be with,
And he's loyal, faithful and won't stand *******.
And they count their days and mark their love,
Stacking their feelings for each other so far above.
But so long, so much time, fight, pain and over coming,
To bring them to a point was continuing is cunning.
He fought for her then and now he looses his hope and do as others have told,
So he leaves her to cry and he leaves her cold.

For what some other woman who he has to start over with,
And more time to bind and less time to sit.
He left her cold for someone else,
And he cried to her and said it was a mistake he made all by himself.
What mistake, a mistake is like dropping and egg,
But when it comes to taking advantage of someone's love, your better off dead.
Because she'll remember the times and the things in the past you say,
Like bae I love you, I won't ever hurt or leave you and I'll always stay.

She loves him, yes, so she sacrificed everything,
And if she could make the world stop spin, she would do it for him.
She cares for him yes, so no imperfections matter at all,
And she will stand by his side and fall when he falls.
And keeps in mind their anniversary at all times,
Some when they live to see that day, they'll have fun and lime.
But so long, so much time, fight, pain and over coming,
To bring them to a point was continuing is cunning.
She fought for him then and now she looses her hope and do as others have told,
So she leaves him to cry and she leaves him cold.

For what some other man who she has to start over with,
And more time to bind and less time to sit.
She left him cold for someone else,
And she cried to her and said it was a mistake she made all by herself.
What mistake, a mistake is like putting too much salt in a pie,
But when it comes to taking advantage of someone's soft heart, you'll wish you die.
Because he'll remember the times and the things in the past you say,
Like babe I love you, I won't ever hurt or leave you and I'll always stay.