held on to my
patinated heart
for too long
Longer than that thank god
For you
For me with frosting
for you again
friendship or a lisp
hairy chest and a kiss
It’s me again
Monday whatever
Chin-up
Blame me for everything
call me out and
don’t like me
I’m out like lightning
Don’t call me again
without any numbers
don’t like me
Don’t be mean either
Tuesday
Already
scrub the green
days are track stars
To me