sigh
I'm a tremblin cockatoo
gimme a little birdie to feed
I just want some melodies to fill my ears
with corn, pop corn and butter, and
god I'm such a needy little watcher,
what am I some kind of granted taker?
am I some sort of frantic faker?
Hush, kiddo you're no failure.
That ain't no way to treat your love.
****, just forgive yourself already.
What are you waiting for? An apology?
You first.
Ha!
I'm sorry.
Don't be! I know where yer at.