When you wish upon a shooting star
everything wrong becomes who you are.
Your living in a fantasy world with lots of imature
girls.
The ones you love shove stakes through your heart.
Shooting stars fall line after line you wish they wouldn't -
-ever leave your sight.
Your mind paces your heart races you loose who you truly
are....
Until...That speacil some one comes around and sweeps you off the
crumbling ground.
Your earth shatters but they caught you over and over and over
like superman.
You love the feeling of not being alone and happienss is all
you'll ever know.
But I have not found my angel!
Shannon Halstead
