Poems from Magic S.
I don't get to choose
I don't get what I want
For I only get what's left
And I am very tired of that
People will surely judge meWhen I do something wrongBut when it is their mistake,There will always be an exemption
I was young and I wasn't free But I am capable of dancing when I'm happyI heard they said that made me prettySo I put on a smile,...