“Since, according to me, your life is going to be a
gradual process of becoming kinder and more loving:
Hurry up. Speed it along. Start right now. There’s a confusion
in each of us, a sickness, really: selfishness. But there’s also a cure.”

Congratulations, by the way: Some Thoughts on Kindness


They're my three musketeers

And I'm the leader

An insecure, useless, ex-cheerleader


One, two, and nine

All too young to fall in line

But that part's up to me

Everything will be just fine


But I can’t stay forever

I have to try and live my life

Will I be gone for long? Never

I have to do what’s right


Maybe I’ll end up with empty hands

But I won’t break down under the force

I’ll help them as long as I can

Even if my voice turns cracked and hoarse


I can’t leave them

So I won’t

You can’t try to help me

So just don’t


They’re my musketeers

I love them more than myself

If I can give them a life worth living

I’ll hang my needs up on a shelf