Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2015
I lied when I said
That I didn't understand smoking
And when I told my dad
That I probably wouldn't drink much
After I turned 21

I keep a book of matches
Under my pillow
And a bottle of *** behind my bed
There's nothing wrong
With a couple of
White Lies
Jenni
Written by
Jenni  24
(24)   
338
   Deanna and AFJ
Please log in to view and add comments on poems