Where should I begin?
Or should I say how is it gunna ends?
I say down 4 but why did it feel like one?
Me myself and I....I don't think I have best friends.
Broken by my own imperfection to hold a relationship.
So what's friendship?
Own his nineteenth birthday was like a car wreck.
As I hear pouring of water my dad is getting for work then.
I forgot to mention I'm turning twenty in 2months,
All that other random bable is not poetry at all.
My fault....