sometimes i wish that i could do what i want without anyone giving a fuck.
this night is now
ruined because of your stuck up, over protective parents. this night could
have been so much more. its not all your parents fault though,our stupid
friends have fucked us over once again. and im sorry
that you couldnt come out tonight, my lips were ready and my body was ready.
but now ill just
think of what could have happend. feeling sad knowing that im alone another
night, ill go home
and write another stupid poem.

but these ruined and fucked up nights, makes us who we are, and makes us
stronger. the anticpation only builds, waiting till that night when we can
both let it out on eachother.

Im not really feeling as sad as i sound, i tend to over express my thoughts.
ill find trouble in sleeping tonight, my head filled with you. i pray to
jesus up above that i can dream of you tonight
i want to dream of, your perfect skin, your perfect eyes, your perfect
smile, and your perfect touch.
 
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