Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2012
I stand alone at parties,
With a drink in my hand,
Watching my wasted useless peers
Then you walked up to me,
Already off your ****
And it's only 20 past 6.

"Oh, please. **** me."

Ha Ha!,
Silly boy,
I wouldn't even touch you
In your most crazy, *** driven dreams,
But I'll smile politely
And say,
**"Sorry, I've already forgotten your name."
I don't know what this is, but enjoy my sleepless rambling.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
850
   C A, ---, Ahmad Cox, No and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems