jueves, septiembre 18
Miniature disasters
I don't want to be second best, don't want to stand in line, don't want to fall behind, don't want to get caught out, don't want to do without and the lesson I must learn, Is that I've got to wait my turn. Looks like I got to be hot and cold I got to be taught and told, got to be good as gold but perfectly honest I think it would be good for me, coz it's a hindrance to my health. I'm a stranger to myself miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes, bring me to my knees. Well I must be my own master. Or a miniature disaster will be, It will be the death of me. I don't have to raise my voice, don't have to be underhand, just got to understand that it's gonna be up and down It's gonna be lost and found and I can't take to the sky, before I like it on the ground and I need to be patient, and i need to be brave. Need to discover how I need to behave and I'll find out the answers when I know what to ask but I speak a different language and everybody's speaking too fast. Miniature disasters and minor catastrophoes, bring me to my knees. Well I must be my own master, I've got to run a little faster I need to know, I'll last if a little miniature disaster hits me, It could be the death of me.
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