.Will Work for Food for Thought.

I'm a little, lost, guardian angel
Wings too fragile to get off the ground
With each step that I'm taking I'm shuddering,
Aching
And hoping one day to be found
I need food, I need shelter, and water
I have love, I have life, I have hope
Its hard for me to ask, but I can't let you pass
So I shout out and hope I don't choke
Cus you look like a light to my darkness
And you look like you'll show me a way
I've been lost for so long
So I'll give you this song
Cus you look like you'll make it okay
And I know I should get off your doorstep
And I know my intrusion is rude
But whatever you need, if I have, its agreed,
Oh, I promise I'll work for my food.


This one's to you.
Unhypothetically
=]

Written: 07/02/08