so its my birthday....

[tristero_]

how can you leave me standing
alone in a world so cold
maybe i'm just too demanding...
maybe i'm just like my father... too bold
maybe i'm just like my mother ... she's never satisfied
this is what it sounds like

touch if you will my stomach
and feel like it trembles inside
you've got all the butterflies all tied up

this is what it sounds like
when doves cry
you know that they cry....

(note: my hands are getting too madonna-hand- veiny......EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!