You Make Me Wanna... Poem by Deona Skidmore

You make me wanna,
Put everything I have in you
Pull my hair out,
You make me wanna scream out
You make me wanna walk out

You make me wanna,
put a Mrs. in front of my name,
put down my chess pieces, 'cause I'm sick of the games.
You make me wanna...
You make me wanna...

You make me wanna run,
Straight into your arms,
You make me wanna
put all my faith in you,
trust you can save me from today.

You make me wanna ditch,
You bring out my inner itch
You make me wanna act out,
You make me wanna be what you're about.

You make me wanna run to you,
at the end of the night
You make me wanna know that I can come home to you
You make me wanna say
I do