Poetic Vato

A Curse

Her lips pressed against mine as the countdown continued I couldn't wait any longer, she was my all I needed her
As time went on I syaryed to see the real picture of her not in it and no one else either I have people to talk to but my mind goes blank and pushes me down I think I'd rather be anyone besides me theres nothing to do when I'm older I have nothing to be, like fate is telling me I'm not supposed to make it to the end of highschool even though I'm already close why does it seem so sad like if in my future nothing but bad