by Carmen Colin

Created on: September 03, 2008

One day, when I am old
When all my story has been told
I'll live in a world that no one knows
A world that never seems to grow
I'll grow my plants as tall as can be
Then all my neighbors will be looking at me
I'll make my house real big and nice
I'll live in it and not pay a price
One day when I am all alone
When I cease to be prone
When everything isn't what once was
I'll know I'm alone, just cause
I'll sing in the street till midnight
And everything I say will be alright
No one will correct me, they will just say
"That sounds good, have a wonderful day"
I'll talk as I please, without having to tease
I'll sound real up tight
But its my right
But why would I want to be all alone?
Everything and everyone around me is all I've ever known
Well, maybe I'll sketch out this new plural
I'll be the founder of my new world

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