The rules
The rules
How much paper
Do i need
How many trees need to die
Just to write all your rules
Its your roof
Its your this
Your that
Man i wish the roof
Would just fall off
I wish it would just fly away
I wish i could be old enough to make my own rules
Then came to realize we need rules
It saves us from the evil within ourselves
Learns us respect, self respect, will power and alot of other great things
We come to know after paying attention
To the rules
Not to break them
To know just in general life is not perfect
Things need to be limited and can be done again
Even once every ten blue moons