Little Boy When you were a little boy You always had the best toy You never wanted to fight and scream You just wanted to play and dream You dreamed of being big and cool Now you scream and look a fool You held hands to cross the road Now you complain of being old Now you wander ...

random hearts in this playing field of life, i get shot i dont die i just cringe at the pain do i get up? yes, sure. I have to. because i have you to look forward to i look at you with longing i look at you with pride but like everything else, you are oblivious to my cry. coz you h...