A bad birthday?
You want your knife?
But its the day you were born
The day me and you got a life
I know you don't like it
And I don't know what to do
Try to make you love it
Or just aggre with you
I just want to make you happy
I'll do whatever you want me to
Not give you a present
Or hand it over to you
You said that you don't know
That it might make you glad
But there's always that chance you'll get in trouble
I know that will make you sad
Well i'm gonna give it to ya
I'll just pray that you like it
You can do whatever you want with it
Go ahead put it in your closent and forget it
look i didnt read the pome but i wanted to get ur attention so ha ummmi got some new poems wooooo hoooooo
Sorry Jill but I was just confused...like always.
Geeze...... you make me sound like an asshole...