UNDERNEATH IT ALL

UNDERNEATH IT ALL
BY
THE LITTLE REBEL



Underneath it all I am still the child who
believes that there is a pot a gold at the end
of all rainbows.

Underneath it all I do think that one day
I will actually make it.

Underneath it all I still love my frills
through the chills.

Underneath it all I hope to make by way of my
writing.

Underneath it all I expect some days the glasses
to be half full instead of half empty.

Underneath it all I hope one day that loves
captures my hand and heart.

Underneath it all my smile is big grin with
no end.

Underneath it all I know that with time and
help I can recapture my true self with help.