Post by Jelfoss on Feb 15, 2011 21:55:44 GMT -5
Awake, I walk downstairs; the day’s begun.
I look at you and frown, becoming bored.
I used to love you more when you were young.
Alas, your youth will never be restored.
I always wished this day would never be;
The day when we forgot what we had been.
We are no longer happy, you and me.
Those times we used to cherish came and went.
Why must you make me woeful every day?
For seeing you just makes me angry more.
So if you really love me, go away.
I cannot stand this pain that makes me sore.
But even stale, I can’t stay mad at you.
O Fruity Pebbles, my love for you is true.
I look at you and frown, becoming bored.
I used to love you more when you were young.
Alas, your youth will never be restored.
I always wished this day would never be;
The day when we forgot what we had been.
We are no longer happy, you and me.
Those times we used to cherish came and went.
Why must you make me woeful every day?
For seeing you just makes me angry more.
So if you really love me, go away.
I cannot stand this pain that makes me sore.
But even stale, I can’t stay mad at you.
O Fruity Pebbles, my love for you is true.
