Its fourh of july
and im sooooo bored...

Why do I feel the way i do?
i can't stop thinking about you...

[this is the first poem i wrote in a long time so...

Its the first time in over a month and a half
I'm actually having fun and I'm not afraid to...

Its been like two weeks
and all i can feel is my brain leak...

Hey yall
Yall wanna hang out this fall...

How come you have to treat me this way???
its the same every single day...

I cant stand not being with you
i cant stand not talking to you...

I look into your eyes
for when we said our goodbyes...

I sit up at night
wondering if what i did was right...

I wanna be just like you
the things you do...

I want a guy who can treat me right
another one i can see through my sight...