Why do you come for me death? when you have all but my life... Brown green dirt on the bottom of my shoe. The sky pale blue but my heart vibrant and red. Friend calls me goth. But what do they know? He is my heart yet I do not long for him. Sexual that is. He says Im goth and that it's okay. Life kinda hard for me and that is all that he said. He and another best friend move away last year. Black clouds come in and I lose all my head. Weeks go by I call and he answer he say that they move. I cry and get mad. Friends we sposed to be yet I learn last they abandon me again.
Why do you seek after me envy? when I finally love who I am... Year and a half since a man enter me still. Yet I hate the other girls. But what do they have? I am my own my clothes kinda old. They not like the rest. Yellow piss come from me like everybody. I buy for myself and need none from no other. But they wear the best go out every week. I work 24/7 and they better off than me. "Be weary in your well doing", but I wanna be seen. we go out and have fun all nite long. I see that bitch she pretty than me, her hair real. They treat me like Im ugly again.
Why do you make me HARD lust? when Im unsure of what I want... The more I see him the more it hurts. Sometimes I burst and it confuses me. Brown blunts litter the floors, left burning in my hand. Damn, damn, damn. I forget sometimes that Im a bottom. Or maybe a top. Versatile. Ha. What am I? I dont really know and it scares me. Not because I dont know but because I cant explain it. You know what I mean. Naw you dont. You became whatever they liked the most. In my case. Well I guess you get it.
Why do you tease me love? when Im more afraid of you than being alone... The rain falls and I cry, why is that? Is it because what it reminds me of. I see it everywhere. Couples seemingly happy. Holding hands, kissing. You know all the shit I dont do anymore. Sounds so funny saying Anymore. Like it was something I did yesterday. Cant even remember the last time I said I Love You. To sis, bro, or mammon. I wanna know what you really are. Love. How you really feel. You know. I wanna get to know you. Not feelings, body parts, or bullshit lies from the next GOOD movie where ol' boy and ol' girl fuck the dog shit outta each other and marry.
Why do you seek after me envy? when I finally love who I am... Year and a half since a man enter me still. Yet I hate the other girls. But what do they have? I am my own my clothes kinda old. They not like the rest. Yellow piss come from me like everybody. I buy for myself and need none from no other. But they wear the best go out every week. I work 24/7 and they better off than me. "Be weary in your well doing", but I wanna be seen. we go out and have fun all nite long. I see that bitch she pretty than me, her hair real. They treat me like Im ugly again.
Why do you make me HARD lust? when Im unsure of what I want... The more I see him the more it hurts. Sometimes I burst and it confuses me. Brown blunts litter the floors, left burning in my hand. Damn, damn, damn. I forget sometimes that Im a bottom. Or maybe a top. Versatile. Ha. What am I? I dont really know and it scares me. Not because I dont know but because I cant explain it. You know what I mean. Naw you dont. You became whatever they liked the most. In my case. Well I guess you get it.
Why do you tease me love? when Im more afraid of you than being alone... The rain falls and I cry, why is that? Is it because what it reminds me of. I see it everywhere. Couples seemingly happy. Holding hands, kissing. You know all the shit I dont do anymore. Sounds so funny saying Anymore. Like it was something I did yesterday. Cant even remember the last time I said I Love You. To sis, bro, or mammon. I wanna know what you really are. Love. How you really feel. You know. I wanna get to know you. Not feelings, body parts, or bullshit lies from the next GOOD movie where ol' boy and ol' girl fuck the dog shit outta each other and marry.
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