I use to be into poetry & things,
Creative thoughts, visions & working on my dream.
But that all got twisted when I started fighting for a boy,
Who still letting other girls play with his toy.
Slamming the door, I carelessly toss my backpack aside, having the urge to fucking destroy something. The fury that boils within me is like a ticking time bomb, strengthening as the time lengthens and...
I use to be into poetry & things,
Creative thoughts, visions & working on my dream.
But that all got twisted when I started fighting for a boy,
Who still letting other girls play with his toy.
Slamming the door, I carelessly toss my backpack aside, having the urge to fucking destroy something. The fury that boils within me is like a ticking time bomb, strengthening as the time lengthens and...