~~~~~~~Misled~~~~~
As I grow old and turn to stone
diamonds would be worse
If you shrink and you mother care's
she'll put you in her purse
If  I truly love you
than you are to blame
I wish you were me so you could tell me how I fell
I think it's sad you care so much
and I dont know how it fells
Now I'm gone but still there
it's hard growing up being a mirror
A little boy with no dreams
like sand flowing up stream
The more I think the less  I know
Burning candles fading so slow
Has I watch the light go
I live in a box of my own
Why must life be so slow?