Stuck in a suck ass party
Damn knew it wasn't the place for me
I barely know anyone here
And I think it's pretty clear
Snuck out to look at the stars
With Tate's feel like shit, it might heal my scars
Wanna punch a wall
But saw two girls dance and it made me smile
Keep calling me back inside
Why? I don't belong there and they know it
So I sit and watch
Girls who never get asked to dance
Boys being too shy to take their girl to the floor
This is a shit show and I'm being a boor
Ex best friend acting all grown up is making me sick
Think I should try to leave again and not come back
Other girl look so pretty I might come out
But my mom would die and I can't have that
Down a glass of tears metaphorically is mine
But literally I don't know what it is but is already down
Another few hours they say
Oh damn I hope can make myself stay
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Just Things I Wrote
Non-FictionJust things, poems, music-less lyrics and stuff like that that I just write. Maybe you like it :) Also triggers, triggers. I'm sorry, don't read this if you should stay away from any type of trigger, pls! PS The amazing cover art made by @_deadtree_...
