I'll tell you what you want to know I'm sycophantic romantic
I keep your number in my phone
But named you "do not answer it"
I'm old enough that I should be someone now
That made a point of making it out this town
And arguably I'm better than previously
But starting to hate people that act like me
I'm holding back the urge to focus
Why I prefer my silhouette?
Cos detail paint a prefect picture
One thousand words all say **** whit
And much like your shoulder we're colder now
Haven't spoke to you in months and it makes me proud
Arguably I'm better than previously
But still a narcissist with out any self esteem
I don't think I
Understand
What makes a
Person Decent
You keep your heart
On your sleeve
Darling you're
Barely twenty
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 11:03 AM UTC
Her heart
never came enabled
with any thing
that could keep it stable
it fills my head full of ***** I don't give
so unless you get it together
************ see you later
And my head
won't exactly function
in the way
that I know that I need, I
set ship, to sail with out a compass
cos when you're young and stupid
you seldom ******* use it.
now in bed
we're underneath and in to
make noise
no normal person would do
a faint beet you could hear from her sleeve says
I'll get it together, I'll get it together
When in jest
I gave the ***** a bone
now watch and sit as she trips on my heart of stone
welcom to! welcom to! the fall
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC