• As the Roses and Chareeys bloom,
    I lie on my bed thinking,hoping,
    wondering if ill aver be like a
    Rose or a Chareey?For I know
    I will not, couse my heart is
    as hard as the gem I ware
    around my nake.Its hard to
    late eneyone inside my heart or
    may be thats the brobolem,I
    late tomeney people in my heart
    and then I get hart.Even so,
    I long to find that one true
    love who will make it all go
    away,all the pain, suffering,heart-
    ake,and all.Ill search for you to the dapets
    of the world.