I’m sad, and I cry
But I know I must survive
I’m angry, and I’m hurted
But I know facts can’t be turned
You evil you bully
You took my little trolley
You crazy you sadist
You know you must not do this!
I want it I want it
I want to have my little trolley
I know it, you won’t return it
But I still want my little trolley!
What your problem, tell me about it
And I’ll make sure you solve it
Don’t make me sad stop making me cry
And I won’t be angry nor hurted
You think you’re so great
Just because you took my things?
I tell you, you’re not
Because I’m going to tell my daddy!
-James
P/S: Random. I know. Random. Bahh. Face it. I'm writing aimlessly
