If brains were dynamite he couldn’t blow his nose
Say I’m weak, you don’t know me. Ugly, you can’t see me. Fake, you can’t judge me. Dumb, you can’t understand me. Lost, you don’t know my God
| The eyes of a child see through the hurt of a word and the sting of an angry hand. But the heart of child once broken start to affect their sight. |
When you think you are someone of importance go and try and boss your neighbors dog around
Never cry when someone leaves your life. Be thankful for the time us spent and the opportunity 2 find the one that will never leave
