Van Halen Chili Peppers Diamond

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Get your mom a plastic spoon

it's now time
to set down
on your behind
and pull yourself
up to the table
but before you do
get your mom a plastic spoon
so she has something
to help her feed the baby

Scared Of Being Lonely

every night when I'm without you,
I'm scared of bring lonely,
because you're not here with me,
sometimes I sit in my room and cry,
because I'm missing with,
I just don't understand,
why they took you away from me?
I didn't do nothing wrong,
so why are they punishing me?
by taking you out of my life,
I hate not being able to be with you,
every waking minute of the day,
because at least when I'm with you,
I'm never lonely,
because I have you to brighten my days,
so why do they do these things to me?
like take you out of my life,
because I deserve to be happy,
and don't deserve to be scared of being lonely.

Just An Ordinary Girl

there are days,
I wake up,
and stare at myself,
in the mirror,
wondering,
what it would be like,
if things would have went differently,
and I would have never,
made the mistakes,
I have made,
in the past,
and I wasn't,
just an other ordinary girl,
but then I smile,
and realize,
I wouldn't change a thing,
about me,
because I'm happy,
just the way I am,
and I wouldn't,
give it up for the world,
for I'm a bright beautiful young woman,
that's proud of who I am,
just an ordinary girl,
living an ordinary life,
filled with many mistakes and regrets,
but even though,
I could never change the past,
I never would,
because I have the life,
I've always wanted,
a kind loving husband,
three gorgous kids,
and I would never,
change that for anything,
because they made me,
who I am today,
just an ordinary girl.

Dead Memories

have you ever
found yourself
crying all alone
in the dark
thinking about someone
that once meant
the whole world to you
but is no longer
with you
and all you have left
is the memories
you once shared together
but in time
they will begin
to fade away
all that will be left
are the dead memories
that you have started
to forget over time
and adventually will be no more
lost in the back of your mind
never to be remembered
and sometimes its a good thing
that you no longer
remember those memories
for all they'll do is hurt you
so just let them die
and be forgotten
never to be remembered
because they're better off
as dead memories
never to hurt you again

Hypocrites

everywhere I turn,
I'm surrounded,
by a bunch of lies,
for everyones an imposter,
even people that I know,
and once trusted,
because over time,
things began to change,
and so did they,
no longer,
could they be trusted,
for they are now hypocrites,
always judging me,
because they have nothing better to do,
besides making me feel like shit,
always criticizing me,
for the way I do things,
always talking shit about me,
when I'm not around,
because they're afriad,
to say it to my face,
because they're afraid of me,
stupid hypocrites,
always judging me,
because they're ashamed,
of their own lives,
and are too blind,
to realize the truth,
stupid hypocrites.

Backstabbers

there are way to many times,
I find myself,
always looking for the best in people,
and I don't seem to know why,
maybe it's because I care to much,
or maybe it's because I'm blind,
because I tell the people,
that I once was able to trust,
my deepest darkest secrets,
that I would never tell anyone else,
unless I could truely trust them,
but whatever the reason is,
I just don't care no more,
because I have finally,
opened up my eyes,
and stepped back into reality,
for I have finally realized,
that I can't truely trust anyone,
for they always,
end up backstabbing me,
and I'm feed up,
with all this bullshit,
so what's the point,
of me truely caring,
when I can't trust anyone,
besides myself,
because everyone always,
ends up stabbing me in the back,
and it's pretty bad,
when my own family,
turns against me,
for pretty much everyone,
I have ever known,
are a bunch of backstabbers,
so what's there left,
for me to care about,
besides my children,
for they're to young,
to stab me in the back,
and besides them,
I will always,
be able to trust,
my husband, family, and friens ,
for I believe,
they'll never hurt me
like everyone else does
because unlike,
all the backstabbers,
I know and once trusted,
they truely have a heart,
and truely care,
about me and my feelings.