Write about me Hold the pencil (as if) It were my waist Whisper of your mishaps as if I were a page
And as your guilt trips exude the bitterness of your heart... allow me to explain why you're in my thoughts (But)
Graphite can decipher yet so little To write about you (Your feelings aloof) Would be the story at minimal
So, I hold the Pencil Loosely, without claim I refuse to explain lust ... Next Time I write, It'll be about us
I wrote this during my instructional focus class. Its about this boy... He writes too; hopefully , one day it'll be about us. For now, we'll be friends until he can forget about his ex. I doubt it.