Well, I just had a memory. When I was 3, I met Queen Elizabeth somewhere near a strawberry patch. Then later when I was 4, her royal majesty must have invited me to see her, because I was there in some room alone with her as she sat. All I kept on about was yes, maam yes. Maam, yes maam. And I kept saying it until she stopped me. She said something about god, joy, and making happiness. I seemed to have never forgotten how to be happy despite the odds. But please.forgive me the mental health medicine made me sick, and I hurt my mom to help the homeless because I was frustrated and forgot how to speak from the medicine. Please forgive me, honorable Queen. I did not live up to your expectations.
Posted on: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 04:01:20 +0000