A busy street
\nA bench
\nAnd legs and me just
\nLying there
\nNobody taking notice
\nNobody aware
\nFeeling flawed and broken
\nNot in a perfect place
\nCurled up
\nFeeling sorry for myself
\nJust out of place
\nWith reality at that moment
\nNeeded someone to see
\nThen someone came and picked me up
\nMe a small puppy<\/p>\n
And he called me the name \u201cbuhica\u201d
\nAnd said I had a prettyface
\nReally feeling so inquisitive
\nAnd from that moment in another space
\nWanting to be playful
\nThe food they gave me
\nWas
\nGood to eat I just felt loved
\nAnd that was just because<\/p>\n
Someone actually noticed me
\nA lady who before
\nHad been feeling sad and lonely
\nAnd shaken to the core
\nBut really in a moment
\nHe found me and I knew
\nThe tail wags and the tummy
\nLoves the rubs
\nAnd that life was true<\/p>\n
Stray paws was the outfit
\nWas betterment for me
\nTook me from a sad place
\nAnd showed me I could be
\nEverything I had ever dreamed of
\nAnd that for me was key<\/p>\n
They shared with me their spirit
\nSalvation seemingly
\nThat\u2019s really what a bitch needs
\nAnd so recovery
\nFelt lovely
\nLike a face lift
\nIt woke me up no end
\nJust laying there alone and blue
\nWas how I found my friend<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A busy street A bench And legs and me just Lying there Nobody taking notice Nobody aware Feeling flawed and broken Not in a perfect place Curled up Feeling sorry for myself Just out of place With reality at that … Continue reading