stop digging your feet into my back
earn the right to sleep regularly then
can't do that when someone isn't following rules
tell me what to do again cuz boys rule, girls drool
oh, you're so immature, are you twenty or ten?
right in between, now get to sleep, dorkface, we need to be on track
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
