You used to like the word **** until it was screamed at you with sheer malice You used to like green tea until a mug of it was thrown at you and it shattered against the wall You used to like smoking until a cigarette scorched your skin You used to like letters until one was never sent back You used to like adventures until you got lost You used to love me You used to
2/22/2014. I wrote this while at a friend of the girl I was dating's house when her mom yelled "****"t (Which to me is sexist and shouldn't be used) and it made me uncomfortable and inspired this.
the reason why i say "no, i'm not pretty." is because i do not refer myself as beautiful or stunning or cute i refer myself as art if you look into my eyes i can make you feel something right then and there.
i like writing poems even though i'm not the greatest at it and plus i'm still kind of new. haha.