when will i have my first kiss, i can't help but wonder.
an old willow tree is a potential place where it could happen under?
the older i get, the more that i crave it.
it's not the type of feeling that you can just wait around and sit.
my raging hormones are begging for a set of soft and slightly chapped lips.
meanwhile, most of my classmates have moved faster and farther through their hips.
is it too much for a teenage girl to ask for?
i'm continually growing older and my heart as of lately, has been growing sore.
this is how it feels to be so wrapped up in an excessive, obsessive train of thought.
the simple truth is that i constantly think about our lips colliding, a lot.

it's four in the morning,
and the man you left is sitting on the barstool still in mourning.
he's trying to understand how you feel,
but it's really difficult to do since when  it comes to shots he's had his fill.
he wonders what he did wrong in the your relationship that from his perspective is "ours,"
and what you don't see as you walk away is that he feels remorse so he'll continue this cycle for hours.

what do you really know about me as a woman.
after all, we are two different halves for you are a man.

tell me what i can do with my body, i dare you to do so.
trust me, you will feel a hard blow.

because it is not just me that you are trying to control.
there are many women and we are not willing to be chained to a pole.

we as a collective group will not stand in silence.
but we will not also take a hand in the thing you expect, violence.

despite it all, it's not about what you want us to do, to act with poise.
for the ultimate fact is that we have the upper hand of choice.

i think we sometimes tend to forget
that sometimes the things that go, we let
maybe if we all tried a little harder to fight
these ghosts of the ones we loved would still be in sight
it's sad that things are sometimes this way
because at the end of the day, our happiness is the price we pay

the last time you held my hand was a decade ago
for a long time afterwards, life was at an all time low
but i recovered and i healed
because i learned that when life throws you a curveball, it doesn't mean your fate is sealed
i lost you and it hurt
your love for me should have been natural, like in the morning when one puts on a shirt
so yah i'm in pain staring at you now, as the tears roll down my face
i now rest my case
reality has set in, i'm no longer angry at you for leaving
i'm just sad that you decided to go, and that i have to live without you and i'm reminded of that through my breathing