just an average young adult that likes to write poems
The thing that everyone wants, what we all need
We need it to survive, to fill our greed
It’s made of cotton, not of paper
And it makes most people hate to share
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I wanna be that one guy…
That one dude that’s sweeter than apple pie
Memorable dude that friends won’t forget
Favorable guy that girls won’t regret
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The hours pass by as I attempt to fall out of my wake
It’s very difficult for my nocturnal phase to escape
I don’t drink coffee, do drugs, why can’t I sleep
In the mirror, the bags under my eyes make me weep
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I walk in the club and what do I see
The most beautiful girl, looking right back at me
It’s no doubt of where I’m goin to sit
To her I go, and take out my wallet
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One morning, he turns on his Mac to see what’s up
Of course he’s gunna watch 2 girls 1 cup
He got on his new Nike jacket looking so mean
Isaiah be feeling so fresh and so clean
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