His lips are really powder like a woman
His yes always look sad as they droop down to the...

I dread school days
i waite for it to come...

All I want is to be like them
Not like them as in say and do...

His lips are really powder like a woman
His yes always look sad as they droop down to the...

Even if Im not
I feel Im second best...

So close they breathe on each others cold faces
A kiss and she concludes her curious wonder...