When I was thirteen, I'd see people over sixteen
Kissing under the moonlight in my tv screen
Now I'm sixteen, and I know it's not like the movies
But everyone else seems to live that dream.
It doesn't bother me at all.
First kisses, they tell me it's how they imagined it
While I'm still imagining, as if someone would check me out
Maybe there's no one like me, and I know I don't need someone to tell me I'm pretty,
But I kinda want to now.
Now it kinda bothers me at all.
And now they got their head start in their racing cars
While I still never hit the brakes
Is there something wrong with me?
Perhaps I don't have what it takes
No one looks at this girl,
And says "I want to share the car seat with her."
I know it's unhealthy
But I feel like no one loves me
It's best if I don't rush it quicker
Because I don't love me either.
It really does bother me at all.
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Graveyard of Reveries
Poesía"Dig all the gravestones if you can Have a wonderful night in this rotting land A rollercoaster ride in dark fantasy Welcome to my graveyard of reveries" A random collection of poems written by a mentally unstable 17-year-old. pls be nice :) COVER B...
