The weeks go by so slow I almost think time passin backwards.
Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.
I may be a idiot, but most of the time, anyway, I tried to do the right thing, an dreams is just dreams, ain’t they? So whatever else has happened, I am figgerin this: I can always look back an say, at least I ain’t led no hum-drum life.
Mama read it an began pulling her hair an weepin an praisin the Lord, ‘cause it say I am ‘Temporarily Deferred’ on account of I am a numbnuts.
Let me say this: bein a idiot is no box of chocolates. People laugh, lose patience, treat you shabby.
If your gonna screw up, do it while you’re young. Older you get, the harder it is to bounce back.
Stupid is as stupid looks.
So whatever else has happened, I am figgerin this: I can always look back an say, at least I ain’t led no hum-drum life.
I still got dreams like anybody else, an ever so often, I am thinkin about how things might of been.
Let me say this: bein a idiot is no box of chocolates.
There are jus times when you can’t let the right thing stand in yo way.
I cannot, in good conscience, allow money to be wasted on a failure.
Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far away.
Now you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was ever going somewhere, I was running!
That’s all I have to say about that.