Freaky Poem by mona martinez

boy, you are a freak,
don't take it as a bad thing,
i like to be just as freaky,
i just don't show it,
the way you move your body,
and those images,
you put inside my head,
i will never look at a song,
the same way again,
it's a little scary,
i'm trying not to confuse my past,
with the present,
it hard to stay grounded,
so many images, and flashbacks,
it's like all the same,
until i take a step back,
i can see clearly,
this i want,
back than,
i didn't have a choice.