harraser
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 3, 2001
- Messages
- 2,091
I spend my days standing on my hands
I try to stand as still as I can
But I get restless
And I scratch the itch with all the frustration
I can muster
I eat my fruit each and every day
Vegetables and grains, but I must say
For all this health
I gorge myself on chocolate every chance I get
And I enjoy it
I enjoy it
I delight in playing with childrens toys
I spend all my money on them with the joy
Of a person touched by god
But my attention's short and before I can
Master one, I must move on
And buy another
And then one more
Yeah I obsess and I do things that make me sad
I don't know how to cry and I may be slowly going mad
But I'm happy
And I like who I am, and I've got goals
That have nothing to do
With employment.
I try to stand as still as I can
But I get restless
And I scratch the itch with all the frustration
I can muster
I eat my fruit each and every day
Vegetables and grains, but I must say
For all this health
I gorge myself on chocolate every chance I get
And I enjoy it
I enjoy it
I delight in playing with childrens toys
I spend all my money on them with the joy
Of a person touched by god
But my attention's short and before I can
Master one, I must move on
And buy another
And then one more
Yeah I obsess and I do things that make me sad
I don't know how to cry and I may be slowly going mad
But I'm happy
And I like who I am, and I've got goals
That have nothing to do
With employment.

