Sep 05, 2005 09:34
Last night the phone rang at 4am.
My mom answered and then her and my dad started rushing around getting dressed and stuff.
Turns out the nursing home had to rush my grandma back to the hospital.
I haven't heard from anyone. I'm scared.
and I hope you find a perfect place
where skies are beautiful all of the time
it's all that matters, pretty, pretty
and I know that's all you could care about
there's no reason why you can't
it's all about the icing, and nobody cares about what's inside
you could see the outside face, it looks good, it must be great
and I know that's all you see
what would it matter anyway
'cause I can see right through your pretty, pretty skin today