USED TO BEE'S

BY DEBBORAH JENSEN

Used to bee's buzzing around my head.

Making my smile go down like lead.

Used to bee's, are pasts pests.

Misquitos of lifes nests.

Looking back they make you do.

Making the present, sad, blue.

You used to do this, It used to be that.

buzzing around like bee's in my hat.

I don't what things used to be,

Cut from the past and live life free.

Now is what matters, who cares about then.

Get out of my life, used to bee's again.