Sometimes we question our selves a little more than we should!
can I be her favorite?
will I really make this happen?
what will people see to this?
my question is; how do you feel when you lost it all?
have you ever been humbled?

Sometimes life could be so rosy,bloosom,and fine
uhnnm life spreads it legs like a mimosa leaf
which is ready to close up at any moment of touch!
Sometimes I like it up there
high up in the sky like...