Up at my school, Everyone is different, Yet we are treated, Like an equal. Everyone is always smiling, Or laughing so hard, They start to cry, That’s my school. A lot of people, Go through my school, Home of the blue jays, To cool for school. Standing tall upon the hill, Behind all the trees,
I sent my child to school today, With his little lunch box, When he came home he said his friend, Had gotten the chickenpox. I sent my child to school today, And asked him what he learned, He told me about firemen, They taught him how not to get burned. I sent my child to
I don’t like school, They don’t let me play, I don’t like school, Not any day. I don’t like school, It’s not fun for me, I don’t like school, Someday I hope they let me free.
School, it is stressing at times. Many times I don’t even have it on my mind, School is good, and it is bad, there are times I think that I’m going to mad. It is a good thing to go to school, so that you could remember the rules, Don’t be shy, Don’t be a
Anger is bubbling away at me, Burning a whole in my heart, Making me burn with rage, I have good reason to be angry. I only wish, I could make them pay, Put them through, What they did to me. Anger is destroying me, For I’m hell bent on revenge, I would love to dish
Anger is a feeling, Something that can control you if you let it. Some people take their anger out, On other people, or other things. I tend to do it differently. Some people write when they are angry Some people draw. Me, I’m not like any of these people at all. I don’t let my
Anger is a result of fear, A result of heartache and tears. Anger causes pain, Which in the end will remain. Hidden in the past, It all came out last. For waiting to long, Would cause the suffering to go on. And in the end, Hopefully all the anger will be gone, And forgiving would
Beauty is behind looks, Beauty is behind personality, Beauty is behind pretty hair, Beauty is behind smarts. Beauty is behind your skin color, Beauty behind your body shape, Beauty comes in different shape, And size and we all beauty, In our who way.
Lots of beauty, In this world, A world of beauty, In which beauty is all. But in particular, You stand out most, The most beautiful in this world, In which beauty is all. You make others, Look dull, In the presence of your beauty, In a world in which beauty is all. Everyone tries but
I am the beauty, The beauty in the summer “the heat”, We ignore it. I am the beauty, The beauty in the winter “frozen cold”, We ignore it. I am the beauty, The beauty in the fall “dying life”, We ignore it. I am the beauty. The beauty in the spring “birth of nature”, We
When the golden sunset, Sets over the amber hills, And when the moon shines bright, And all the world stands still, There is beauty, awesome beauty. God took the dust and formed a man, He paints each sunrise with His hand, He took all the love within His heart, And gave us beauty from the
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, Beauty is in all things. Beauty is in the sky, Beauty is in the water ever so blue. Beauty is the winter when trees are covered with snow, Beauty is the summer when you smell and see the flowers grow. Beauty is all things big and little,