Help
Help.
Help us God.
We're fighting again.
We're breaking like crayons, again.
Help.
Help him God because we both know he's got no chance.
But send em to me and all we'll do is let our words dance.
So help.
Help.
Help me God because I'm latched on.
I never asked for him to be gone!
So help me God!
A/N: welllllll God helped me ahaha lunch gonna be fun next week teeheehee ; ) & ty Fourtrisforever10 she said to update
