kim
• Written by msn
im guessing its the pessimist
that reckons wreckign this
is far-fetched and lettign this
text send without checking it
its reckless, its reckless
soo im the opposite of an optimist
that thinks copping this and flying fists
hit each other and kiss
leaving red splotches often lost in
what is here, what is here
what is here what is there
i never knew
but i know that i stare
never tired of seeing you
what a view
girl what a view
lest i be fretting these people suspecting me
of restless sleep
while pretty girls undressing me
sick of these things asked in synedoche
like why you always check on me
out here wonderin
why its summer and
im not outside even though its not thunderin
on the low im fumblin
i dont know guess im running thin
on things to say
to this day
its funny how life wont go my way sorry honey
but now im selfish
so ill go and hide like a shellfish
but i can tell this
aint going now where
maybe i stop
maybe i go and stay strong like a rock
maybe im spock and go where i wanna
trading in lives for luck there im gonna
be who i want and say waht i wish
so those that stunt and front can kiss
the asphalt and my dust as i drive by
then they wish they were like me sky high
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msn
Member since May 1 2015