My name is Marylou...im 17 and im a senior in Alaska. |
I long for the window.
It glistens and gleams...
Here is to the kids people call different
the kids who...
My words are unspoken
sadly unsaid...
Scribbles, doodles
hearts linked on paper...
You bump against a stranger.
you smile and say excuse me...
You had a girl, but you knew me.
you left her but not to claim me...
Theres so many problems
so many things...
So many drugs
such a small party...
Share all your worries for the cost of a dime.
Dont worry, i'm sure you'll be just fine...
I reach for the stars, but i keep on slipping. try as i might to grasp that light. i fight to hold it |
Fight crime, shoot back |
I poke wolverines with spoons |