By Arcassin Burnham



is it me,
or is life really a movie,
or is it,
like the average girl,
with alot of beauty,
crys to her mommy and daddy,
about the distant future,

what time is it ?

no boys allowed,
being ruined by family,
and accused of being cheater,
my minds already gone,
and will never suffer defeat,
im not a preacher,

go to church.

Speaking of church,
the devil will use a pretty face,
my love will be disreguarded,
wont be able to find,


in another place.