All the ghost stand back watching,
I refuse to crumble,
Friends who appear preaching I hate that !
I go through this life alone,
The wind is firce for a Tuesday neigh Wenesday morning,
I have my little family but gosh would love to have a near lesbian friend,
Some one whom at least when I move to Wisconsin we could write,
Yes write not of this stupid texting,
I could make her smile,
Why should I who lost so much have to give up my nephews to die alone?
Live to try!