went online today
saw some really romantic poems
it got me soft inside and hard outside
then i start
how could she?
what was she thinking?
she i old enough to choose right, must be stupid
was it love? am sure the bulged stomach
its a ball full of regrets
want to write nice but truth must be told
you play with fire only when you want to burn
I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL ARE THINKING
fooling ourselves with the story of the girl
that ate soaked gari with mango