you tell me about the other girls I pretend I don't care
they've been in your bedroom they've even touched your hair
every time I see your smile I think ab the other girls who've made you smile for reasons I have no clue
the girls who kissed your lips and some other places too
these other girls all broke your heart it breaks my heart just to know you felt pain
these other girls cheated on you kissed other boy's lips and some other places too
I had a dream I kissed another boy's lips some other places too last night
I'm afraid I'm becoming one of the other girls
it hurts me to hurt you yet I had this dream of another boy's hair in another boy's bed last night
what if I become these other girls these pretty girls these girls who broke your heart these girls whose names still hurt even last night
it should come as no surprise I'm scared of pretty girls the other girls ya they scare me too
I have a difficulty expressing my feelings so I'm left with these poems that no one will understand but you, I wish I had the guts to share them, so you'd understand, but I don't.