5/3/2024 9:45pm
Shame
I'm allowed to have fun or go out an extra night
Without feeling the wrath of shame
Or feeling future strife I
Didn't think I'd get here
And now that I can see
Instead of staring out the window I stare down and back at me
A black phone screen reflection
I don't want to delve into
Cause then I'm sucked into the darkness
And ittl drive me mad
And never did I think I'd get the chance to dance but now that I can am I doing it till death I guess we'll never know
My freedoms what I've seen
What does it all mean?
and when it's all together too many paths to choose
I don't quite know
what I've got to lose
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I Finially got my Princess treatment
I realized that I've been through some mistreatment
And through my eyes I realized the only reason
I seek after that high is to complete me
When I'm already the best thing
I finally got my head covered from the rain
With his flannel and he called out my name
I grabbed his chain
Don't switch the channel yet it's just
this weekend
And the last day we saw each other this season
Maybe it's treason or maybe luck
Cause I don't think that this is love
But he's a really good friend
So
Let's just see how this story ends.
Maybe we'll see
I can't contend.
That it worked out is cause it's the last weekend
Until schools end is overt
I can see this
Hugging me tight in his green sweatshirt
And he likes it when I wear it
And doesn't want to rush it
And doesn't want to jinx it
So I hope I don't
Fuck it
Cause we won't until we want it
So let me stay in this moment
And let him hug me tight
Cause I'm not ready to face the world today
Without that goofball by my side
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He's strong, and confident, but with me he's gentle
He's loud, and un bashful, but with me he's nervous
He's an advocate, a body guard
He greets me like a queen
Or like the Princess to his jester nature
His laugh and shouts arguably funny
But in all seriousness he takes his flannel and drapes it over my head.
In the rain
For his Princess shouldn't get her hair ruined after she'd brushed it over again and danced through the night.
I have no hindsight on how this situationship will end
Don't make a move on your guy best friend
A weekend before school ends.
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Sophomore soliloquies
PoetryIf you've ever felt burdened by being a sophomore in college your not alone. I'm writing these and posting them as I go along. So we can feel less alone together, in a complicated world, within a song. Please feel free to comment, critique, or ask...
