I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from
I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here
Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I drank a fifth of rum last night It wasn’t worth the morning plight If I could do it all again I’d have eight shots... or maybe t…
I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor
Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy
My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools
Wish I was a shepherd With a flock of sheep Sitting on a hillside Grass beneath my feet Watching over loved ones
My love is like a laser beam That melts you down and makes you… It comes and goes just like a drea… Because the bright is touch obscen…
Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in