my body is leaking through the cracks on my desk
im tired of the voices around me
im tired of all its fakeness
the scent of liquor lingers on my shirt
and  it reminds me  of the night before
my words are leaking through  peoples knowledge
they seem to be confused
they seem to be lost
but as lost as me?
i certainly do not know
winter is now printed on the city
everyone walks with there chin close to there chest
and there hands in there pockets
i wonder howll ill keep warm half the time
but i know i have her to warm me up
with her tight hugs and her soft kisses
i know i have her so i can talk to her
and she'll make me feel better
my heart is mellow
and i all i want is to  feel her light touch on my back