Torn between Rigth and Wrong
Right for ME
Wrong for it
My Body Yells for my attention
...
At nite I lay down
Shearching the heavens for your face
Wishing no Praying for your imbrace
Holding my hands out to the stars
...
I'm here and you my friend are never there
Like the wind on a hot day you would cool me
But now you are never there
You have taken steps to there
...
Your skin silky smooth
As you lay on mines
Slowly you slip into my thoughts
Soul, body and mind
...
I am 15 now and I think I have lived a full life already. I love not having love, lol. Not, but I'm fine with myself i love to write.)
Make A Choice
Torn between Rigth and Wrong
Right for ME
Wrong for it
My Body Yells for my attention
Make a Choice It pleds
My Barins telling me whats right
My body telling Me I' m Wrong
It has done Nothing Wrong
My friend beg for me to keep it
My Ex beg's for it to leave
Were not ready
Its funny that now he wants to be a WE
When last week it was a me and she
But thats not the matter in hand
I'm running out of time I got to make a choice
Theres a three month rule and a nine month void
And I Have To Make A Choice.