theres no yellow brick road to lead methe reason for this is becausei am no dorothyand this is no wizard of ozeven if i stare at the floor day-after-d..
when my friends tried to cheer me upi attempted to force a smilethen something came to me . . .they were here all the whiletheir shoulders to cry on ,..
my eyes began to waterwhen i got that textmy head got hotterfor you were on to the nextwhen i tried to respondmy sight got blurryas tears formed a pon..