Trouble has come in a fussy way,
That as a new born baby,
And care wherever it can get it.
This is what happens when getting something unknowingly new,
A site like this is young,
It was a teen ready to go off on its own and it didnâ€™t need anyone,
Ready to move onto the next step . . .
Is moving out of one home and making a fresh start on life,
A rare step at one time,
It would be forever before it happen,
But it did,
And now itâ€™s choosy in a safe way of saying.
Maybe before not all of us knew how this went,
But we are now,
As this place is a community,
We are also a dysfunctional family,
And needs to calmly take a breather and soon,
Or weâ€™re going to fall apart on bitter terms.
This site is taking it as growing child does,
A baby that needs watching around the clock,
To a tot that is growing but is still to be watch and care for . . .
Or something bad might happen,
Like a choking hazard,
Immensely moving itâ€™s a young child that is getting the grasps of things,
That is moving to a teen that is going to make mistakes . . .
Again weâ€™ll be needed to set things right,
Before we know it is an adult.
Because we did this,
A dysfunctional family that tried,
Bickering we no doubt did,
But we tried together,
Donâ€™t make me beg for this family to keep,
From falling apart,
Weâ€™ll get this right,
But not alone,
Manic Expression needs us . . .
For the sake of everything we did before,
Canâ€™t we try with level-heads again!
Iâ€™m on my knees here,
Donâ€™t make me see a family I have come to respect for,
Fade away like this,
Because of a few oops of setbacks!
This is Manic Expression,
Not just a site to articulate,
But a family that I will keep repeating we are until,
My dying breath or when everyone wakes up,
Whichever comes first . . .
Hoping the latter,
Because that would just hurt,
To cease and see no progress,
That is not this site.
This is a home for everyone willing,
Enough to express with glee,
Letâ€™s keep that in mind,