“I've been longing for,Daisies to push through the floor,And I wish that plant life would grow all around me,So I won't feel dead anymore.”
“Sometimes I feel as though the real things are passing me by. As though I've been pushed to the margins of life.”
“It weren’t too loo long before I seen something in me, had changed. A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, anymore.”
“A bitter seed was planted inside of me. And I just didn’t feel so, accepting, anymore.”
“But I don't feel sad about it. Because Mother is dead. And because Mr. Shears isn't around anymore. So I would be feeling sad about something that isn't real and doesn't exist. And that would be stupid.”
“I won't push you for it anymore, okay. We'll stick to clever conversation.A bit of this and that won't hurt.Yeah, it won't hurt you. It'll drive me bloody crazy.”