I Used To Be Able To Slim

Nothing That's Ever Happened Has Taken Away The Optimist In Me. It's Always, "whatever-let's Go To Disneyland." Yes, I Have My Bleak, Tortured-artist Moments, But You Have To Hold On To What's Positive.

Apparently I Don't Do Stairs, I Won't Walk On Carpet And I Refuse To Walk On Grass. How Do I Do To Get Around, Hover?

I Can Do A Reddish-brown Or Brown Lip, But Not A Bright Red. I Just Don't Look Good In It. Over The Years You Learn Certain Things That Don't Look Good On You, And That's One Of Them For Me.

Suffered From Alienation,carried The Weight On My Own,had To Be So Strong,so I Believed,and Now I Know I've Succeeded,in Finding The Place I Conceived.

So Many I Considered, Closest To Me,turned On A Dime And Sold Me Out Dutifully,although That Knife Was Chipping Away At Me,they Turned Their Eyes Away And Went Home To Sleep.