Friday
Wow, some Friday
M left
Vicky ain't my friend
Lilli, her 6th grade will never end
Even though we're fifteen
I just let the sweet fill my lungs
And **** it felt so good
But not really
Cause momma kicked me out
For smoking in the house
And on that Friday I looked in the mirror
So full of hate
Not my face
Black eyes
But mine are supposed to be brown
I know because I got em from daddy
But I wanted mommas green and blue and gold ones
And school is starting soon
Not for me, no, just for you
The endless summer
I have a shirt with that movie on it
And M's got a poster with that movie on it
Last night we made up like we always do
I knew we would