I've never received a drunken text.
I keep on hopping, this one to the next,
I see them every day, searching each
other, kissing, loving, they reach
out and hold arms and hands, I can
not contain my stare, a jealous man
does the wrong things. Someone please,
decently put my many needs at ease,
at least my inner vain can feast on less
fortunate girls, unequal to my being,
too good, but they will never be seeing
that, if I don't hurt them, bound to make a mess.
It has to end, it can't go one for ever,
I'll be waiting for that day, whenever.
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
I've never received a drunken text.
I keep on hopping, this one to the next,
I see them every day, searching each
other, kissing, loving, they reach
out and hold arms and hands, I can
not contain my stare, a jealous man
does the wrong things. Someone please,
decently put my many needs at ease,
at least my inner vain can feast on less
fortunate girls, unequal to my being,
too good, but they will never be seeing
that, if I don't hurt them, bound to make a mess.
It has to end, it can't go one for ever,
I'll be waiting for that day, whenever.
I guess she would be my first actual serious 'crush'
I know I am not the only one who thinks like that
I predict she'll be happy, that's what matters to me.
