Small Comments

Walz with the devil
Crying out, son
These walls gives me comfort
Comfort, cure, joy through thou
If this continues i know
That this is a fact of my own
So. We are level, several times a day
These walls gives me comfort, comfort
Cure joy through thou
If this continues i know
That this is a fact of my own
Now if you could see all the beauty in here
The lights and
As the time went on, it became strange, especially on the weekends.
She started to throw in small comments and there was a lot of weight and
apparance fixation around me. So the first thing sh did when we moved was that
she would try to get me to lose weight because she thought I was too big to be
a normal nine-year-old. Well, i was neither thick nor narrow… a chubby child or
something like that