I am eight years old, and I make poems and stories impromptu, record them and then mom helps me type and format them.
Zombies Zombies
My love for horses I just can't explain My love for horses I just can't explain
Spread your Love It is a journey In which you fly high like a Dove Spread your Love It is a journey In which you fly high like a Dove
With this candle, I will light your path in darkness With this candle, I will light your path in darkness
The consequences are fixed The consequences are fixed
Joy can never be a mistakeā¦. Joy can never be a mistakeā¦.
Joy is the journey. Joy is the journey.
I want to be high in the sky. I want to be high in the sky.
A fresh new start No more fear A fresh new start No more fear
It always gives me a clue Of what I have to do It always gives me a clue Of what I have to do