oh choices
when will they end
I wrote this in five minutes
with no place to begin
my head's on the table
finger in the air
giggling maniacs
or so they compare
disgustingly me
but hey I'm not fake
like all those takers
who want the fame
does it last?
no.
does it pass?
idk
are you glass?
no I'm not but you should ask my heart
people you've never seen before
are not your real friends
who can you say that
when they know more than him?
remember that puddle?
we played until dawn
soaked you steal my shoe
well that puddle's gone