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Isabella

I’m the one who needs the most.
You ask
What I need.
I say
I’m not sure.
Tell me please, though,
I will get it
What I want
And just a bit more.

And
Sometimes I wish I were
A little like Isabella.
Isabella, Isabella
She has her desert
Filled with colored sand
Oh, and a few springs.
You ask
What I have.
I say
Well, I have a beach
With too many people
And not enough shade.

Maybe, maybe
I could be like Isabella
Spit out anagrams
And talk more like an auntie.
Maybe, maybe
I could have her style
With a flower in my hair
And a shine on my cheeks.

And
Sometimes I wish I were
A little like Isabella.
Isabella, Isabella
She has her desert
Filled with colored sand
Oh, and a few springs.
You ask
What I have.
I say
Well, I have a beach
With too many people
And not much shade.

Maybe, maybe
I will be like Isabella
Be loved by those who matter most
And love them back with all my heart
Oh, I will be just like her
Look lovely like a fairy
And scatter glitter when I walk.

Isabella,
Let’s be friends
Maybe you can teach me how to be
So great and happy.
And
I can tell you
I can tell you
I can tell you
I can tell you
I can tell you
I can tell you
I can tell you
What I need.




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