I'm Dyslexic, I Have Attention-deficit Disorder, And

I Wanted To Be The Fifth Beatle.

He Protected His Feelings In Walls He Imagined, But Castles Crumble Exposing The Frightened Child.

People Say It's Hard At The Top, But It's Even Harder At The Bottom.

I Used To Fantasize That Paul Mccartney Would Marry My Sister.

I Can See Thru Mountains Watch Me Disappear, I Can Even Touch The Sky. Swallowing The Colors Of The Sounds I Hear, Am I Just A Crazy Guy? You Bet.