What shall I do?
A lonely beak in the sky
Scraping for food
And dying alive
What shall I be?
Knowing no perfect pat
Oh I shall be,
the one and only rory
Wht shall I have?
The starry night's star
Or shall i have a dancing joyed heart
There is no one thing I want
For years and years, there's so many claws
What shall I give?
The undying love or care,
for which a one needs is a
listening ear there
What shall I do?
For there's so much potential,
One seems snarky and other
beholds my heart
For there's so much to do
