June 7, 2010
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Tired of being just some other girl
All these puffed up boys make me want to hurl
They come whisper sweet nothings in my ear
Later I let fall a glittering tear
Because I know it’s all a potent lie
It has only made me more and more shy
I hold back but my every move they haunt
They jab and poke ‘til they get what they want
I back down with my thoughts messed and muddled
Liquid lamentations form a puddle
I muster what I can of my spirit
But I still can’t stand to sit and hear it
This disgust is my cynical token
Of how I’ve been left jadedly broken

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Niftygrrl said...
Sept. 3, 2010 at 10:07 am

I really like this. Like alot.

4stars =]

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