And I knew this girl,
She straightened, she curled
Just to meet up the idea of beauty
To impress others she felt it was her duty.

She was fat and chubby,
Nevertheless she was always called grubby.
She never fit their idea of beauty
Ha! How she thought it was her duty!

Size zero was something she wanted but never got.
And so all they did was leave her to rot!
She hated herself for the way she looked.
But who knew, deep inside real beauty she cooked.


Her beauty was inevitable
But how the world saw her was terrible.
So what if she never fit their idea of beauty?
Little did she know,it was never her duty!

What the **** is wrong with me?
I'm too madly in love to see
the pain and confusion I cause
my emotions and thoughts I force

All I want is you to be happy
but all I'm doing is making it ******.
I don't care the pain I have to take
but I never thought my love for you was a massive intake.

My heart too big, my soul to open,
everyday my love will heighten.
I'm causing more pain then love.
I've pushed my feelings to hard, caused it to be rough.

I'm sorry for any pain or confusion,
my total love intrusion.
I don't know what to do
all I want is the best for you.

Maybe what's best has got nothing to do with me
has my love turned from a gift to a fee?
I'm lost for you Angel, what do I do
I've been blinded by my love, I have no clue

sometimes
you just have to let
your yesterdays
fall behind
and into the abyss....
sometimes

Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic.
But I trust the way I feel.
A sense of satisfaction,
A pair of lips that truly heal.

Maybe my mind is up in the heavens,
But I'm certain there I'll find,
That perhaps at once I knew you,
In a world long before time.

I kiss your hands which hold me,
I praise your brilliant mind,
I hope you still adore me,
I hope you remain kind.

where have all the flowers gone

to adorn the graves of warriors gone

where have all the flowers gone

in the lonesome valley to be along

where have all the flowers gone

in heaven forever young never torn

Where have all the flowers gone

to the polluted land of ours to mourn

where have all the flowers gone

To the lost love to mourn

where have all the flowers gone

In tis universe wide
In its unknown glide
from the cupids bow
stiriketh the arrow of love
eyes sparkled with tear
Uncertain in its fear
yet tis pleasure to melt
beating heart of love felt
striketh the arrow of love
from the cupids bow