1) Art? Work, work and don't stop. Girl, what will you get from it? Is it misery? Nothing to eat? Girl, work, work and no thoughts.
Better see you crakin' skulls why to heal them souls? o, Dismember is pleasured to show absurdities I've pointe you for Listen and Remember "What is going to help her?"
Work work and no thoughts Science, hun, is lots.
2) Screams of allure, and family ties About her future, considerable lies. And in confusion, she only cries,
What We must do for the sake of honor, Mind is hardened as choir of horror, Many futures echo, "I am in sorrow."
3) Dear reader, look! She is searching for aide. Then, to angel she clings and tells the message She made. "Damn her!" he squealed, and of course, briskly babbled, "It just makes no sense," for she makes no sense?
Is it me who's at wrong? For What are dreams if no one is by my side to support them? The loss of Faith for everything I have done, Slowly creeps back as pain that has been gone. With eleven fingers plus the mind of Dr. Einstein, Maybe, probably equals They would understand. But, when will it equal acceptance? When multiplied misery to he I glance? And please my family at want? Also miss my chance to shine or maybe inspire you and entertain others. O Patriotism! Ignorant hypocrites! no.
4) News flash News flash, Beautiful artistry has come to end every flower surrounds to obey Nature's eternal way, ironically people (too) surround joyfully Society's perfect guide to abide... Beautiful day out here in Midway from Salsa Town to Classical Bay may our meteorology mend everyone a beautiful day
5) O Glorious Apollo, Don't let her go. Choirs guide her Up up higher. And there's more doubt For families won't stop bragging about... One day they'll change. Maybe.