Water Turning Into Steam

At times I think about you girl
Wishing you were here
My heart is filled with ecstasy
Whenever you are near
Any time you need to talk
I’m there to lend an ear
You know that I will listen to you
Not just only hear
So tell me why it is then
That I see you once a year
I’m with you for three hours
And then you just disappear
You seem to have a good time
So tell me why my dear
That never seeing you again
Is one thing that I fear
Now I can write forever
I just got so much to say
I wish I didn’t think about you
Every fricking day
My friends tell me forget your ass
You’ll never come around
I sit here like a loser
Hoping one day you’ll be down
Now my mind is all fucked up
I know that I’m the man
And if this chick don’t recognize
I know ten more that can
So why not stop these silly games
And spend your life with me
One chance is all I need to show
My loves the bomb baby
I wonder why the ones you love
Don’t seem to love you back
When all the other lady’s you don’t like
You seem to mack
Man I’m pissed, just fuck this shit
I think it’s time that I should quit
Cause it just seems this fucking dream
Is water turning into steam

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