2/18/15
Cold stares and heated discussions
Little lies and head concussions
Headphones on, to block me out
That's what Cythina's all about
Drugstores and alcohol
Wise words and screaming in halls
Choppy hair and tired eyes
No one see's past Cynthia's lies
YOU ARE READING
In Bloom
Poetry"He's the one who likes all our pretty songs and he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun but he knows not what it means" -Nirvana, In Bloom (Donnie)
