Life isn't giving me dinosaurs or butterfly bedspreads. No, not anymore. Life isn't giving me picture books or crayon sketches.
Here's why I leave-I've changed (for the better?).
Here's why I stay-A secret? I don't want to.
Here's what lights up my heart: New things, bangles, and hair.
Here's what darkens it: Sad things, braces, and horrible history.