First girl I dated
Second Girl I loved
No need count the one before her
Brianna was so much more
and not much less
of what I expected
to fall in love
with

You owe me a shower
If you thought you could deny this from me
I understand what it's like to go without
But if it never existed in the first place
I'd kick your *** for a sorry excuse of a  "creator"

I can only hope that I'm as **** as my Soul
That all my scars show through
That my wounds are shown in the best of light
That I am battered and bruised
But never ready to admit defeat
Never ready to die
as a soul
Just imagine it, Thats ****

If I could spin myself into words
I would describe myself with as much detail as possible

Rewrite my entire frame
Detail myself with messy  handwriting at every edge
Take my rough edges and show the true grit of my feet
Pour my body into the shape of the page to become whole

But for now I'll just say it and hope you get my meaning

You can come to me and ask
"What's next teacher?"
you must jest
I am but a mere student

Whats the point of being a star
one so prominent others seem less
We are equals from start you and I
No need to outshine the other
There's enough space for us
just let me be me
admiring your beauty

thirty is enough for one night or so I thought
why not one more
A flick of the wrist
dab of ink here
I play with the pen as if we're friends