I haven't updated my blog in ages. Just realised I've accumulated poems moems in my notebook, I better write them down before they got lost in the tides of time.
Betty
Betty has a bitter bone,
Poor Betty she's always alone,
Betty has a bitter bone,
Because for poor Betty,
Nobody ever picks up the phone.
Betty came to me again,
She wanted me to end the pain,
I said Betty,
If you want to be free,
You have to laugh at your own misery,
Fall then you crawl,
Hurt before you could love,
And stumble before you rise above.
Betty
Betty has a bitter bone,
Poor Betty she's always alone,Betty has a bitter bone,
Because for poor Betty,
Nobody ever picks up the phone.
Betty came to me again,
She wanted me to end the pain,
I said Betty,
If you want to be free,
You have to laugh at your own misery,
Fall then you crawl,
Hurt before you could love,
And stumble before you rise above.
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