I am a goofy girl and love to be happy.
I wonder how other people see the world
I see the sky and wonder when Jesus will come.
I want to make everybody happy, even the people I don’t know.
I am a goofy girl and love to be happy.
I pretend I am evil Calvin and my favorite teddy as Hobbes,
I could never really do it without feeling guilty.
I feel sad when I get but happy when I give.
I don’t understand popularity and how one person can be
more popular than another for no reason.
I worry about losing things and then making
my parents angry or sad.
I cry when I think about my Dad and others not
going to heaven with me.
I am a goofy girl who loves to be happy.
I understand how to be a friend and how to love one.
I say goodbye and see ya when I don’t have the
courage to say I love You to my elders.
I hope to have a horse, a laser operation and the home of my dreams.
I try to make everyone happy at once but it never quite works out.
I hope to see the dead people when I am up in heaven.
I am a goofy girl who loves to be happy.
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