Não Precisa mudar_Baby!

Não precisa mudarVou me adaptar ao seu jeitoSeus costumes, seus defeitosSeu ciúme, suas carasPra que mudá-las?

Não precisa mudar

Vou saber fazer o seu jogoFazer tudo do seu gostoSem deixar nenhuma mágoaSem cobrar nada
Se eu sei que no final fica tudo bemA gente se ajeita numa cama pequenaTe faço um poema e te cubro de amor
Então você adormeceMeu coração enobreceE a gente sempre se esqueceDe tudo o que passou_Ivete Sangalo_

First Post

He seemed no different from the rest/

Just a healthy normal boy/

His mama always did her best/

And he was daddy's pride and joy //



He learned to walk and talk on time/

But never cared much to be held/

And steadily he would decline/
Into his solitary shell //


As a boy he was considered somewhat odd/

Kept to himself most of the time/

He would daydream in and out of his own world/

But in every other way he was fine //


He's a Monday morning lunatic/

Disturbed from time to time/

Lost within himself/

In his solitary shell //



A temporary catatonic/


Madman on occasion/

When will he break out/

Of his solitary shell //


He struggled to get through his day/

He was helplessly behind/

He poured himself onto the page/

Writing for hours at a time //


As a man he was a danger to himself/

Fearful and sad most of the time/

He was drifting in and out of sanity/

But in every other way he was fine/


He's a Monday morning lunatic/

Disturbed from time to time/

Lost within himself/

In his solitary shell //


A momentary maniac/

With casual delusions/

When will he be let out/

Of his solitary shell.