Yeet

One look at her and I knew
That we should *****

The night I took her in
We cuddled and kissed

While under the cover of the sheets
I saw that hers was bigger, so I said
YEET

Oops,
I did it again.
Now i have to clean the floor again.
I don't want my friends to see
The blood everywhere,
Me crying,
Torn apart letters from the times love still existed here.
Well, did it ever?
Maybe i should feel bad,
Lying to my friends.
A "Spill the tea sis" here
And a "Yeet hahaha" there
Some vines,
Some memes
Some weird TikTok's,
Or a crazy text.
And i look completely fine.
Or maybe i do always,
Been hiding the emotions for so long i wonder if i even have them nowadays.
I just say i am a bad person,
They will hopefully leave me to die.
But hey,
Maybe i actually am.
I don't know.
Joking through my life,
If i'm Lucky,
Life will turn into the biggest joke of them all.
But,
Nobody
Cares

What's the jungle doing up so late?
How's the afternoon a blinding night?
Why did all of God evacuate?
Who's the fire gonna wake up now?
Where you headed?
Let me tag along,
Now is not the time to **** the cows,
But we've crossed our hearts through lines they'd drawn,
So my faith is sleeping on the couch.

the feeling of being yeet
the feeling of eating a kabab
the feeling of the kabab being delicious
yeetkabalicious

I'm sick of writing songs for you.
What did it ever mean to you?
What did you ever do
to deserve them?

I'm sick of bleeding out for you.
Sick of losing tears for you.
What did you ever do
to preserve them?

I am so sick of loving you.
So very sick of needing you.
When all that you ever do
is ignore me.

I'm sick of looking up to you.
Of searching every crowd for you.
Of telling myself that you
Don't abhor me.

But see I think the problem is,
Even though I'm sick of it,
You're the only one that fits
with me.

So yeah, I'm freaking sick of you,
But I can't really say I'm through;
Oh what ever did you do
To me?