Roseart

I hope someday that I can be some help

When the times are tough and life just wants to leave you overwhelmed

And if we can't handle it, we can just hole up inside

Let the rain keep pouring down while we sing each other lullabies

Whatever happened to those kids who just wanted to draw

Rocking Roseart packs when all we want is Crayola

We learned early on we wouldn't get everything we want

But even if we did, it would probably never be enough

I'm way too Raphael to be Michaelangelo

I'm a pent up stress ball on the edge, ready to explode

It's not what I imagined playing on the jungle gym