You are a star in the dreams that you create when you sleep, dreams in actions are goals and plans in place, dreams and goals vary with the deadlines. Happy and gay is a lifestyle to share with the friends and family with a glasses that are not rose colored, so what about the labels of the haters? What about them, who cares are they feeding you? Are the haters and the frogs, snakes, and freaks giving you money to live? If not their views are just another nose in place for the air when head is up in the air, if you are not over 6 feet tall, then there are a few more words that would work better.
Dead Or Alive - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) Coins Flipped, games played, life on the beach, good tales to spin. How much are views worth in your world? Moot in mind, please the one in your skin, happy to share views always sunny and bright sides to the pits with the cherries. Happy for hands out to help up, back on the boat. Time and space to the times to slap your face, for the good, bad and ugly deeds dead now, flipping the pages, flipping the cards..Crazy, dizzy, rich with laughs to share, about the bumps in the road, gifts and lessons daily share about the changes with chance. Gold at the pots at the end of the rainbows. Your luck is in, blue stars shooting, bright lights on the dark side of the moon, Stars of David, nice shades of blue, on the seas of chances to take.
Questions on behavior done and over 4 decades, when a child, excuses like noses, excuses instead of views of standard taken, responsibilities remote from actions. Deeds and actions tell the real story of who we are. Mercy and goodness to share with the strangers to friends that we find alone the way. Not sure who you are. Have spent most of my life in the shadows. Have 4 siblings that like attention of the negative kinds, I was the quiet one that was forgotten. Spent the first 18 years of my life out of site, quiet within the folds of my skin. Locked in for years. No good times overload from the childhood joys and pleasures. Just happy and delighted with the bumps in the roads, and the lessons learned, hated the frogs, fools, and jackasses of the last five years more or less. Felt like I was stuck in 1952 in the, back on the bus in the back, and I do not ride buses.