"What matters is that the brain of a certain person is still at juvenile level."

"Uh, who are you talking about? Some of you are such a shame. I'd like you to reflect."

Inside, I thought it was about you, but I couldn't stop because I was driving to get it mixed up in a catch ball, oh, thoughtless. There's plenty of remorse.

Me hanging around that area because I had no choice. How about I come by the sandbox and account for myself wanting a fine castle to be mixed up with toddlers under construction?? Or so I put in a scratch. Seems like I'm childish enough mental, too, it bothers me.