Biography of Stacey Stevens
im a european mutt that is currently a junior at San Pasqual Academy, cheerleader, my best friend is a hick and my other one is a bro-hoe but dont judge me by them cuz we are nothin alike
Stacey Stevens's Works:
Stacey Stevens Poems
Sex in the kitchen Sex on the counter Sex against the fridge Sex in the sink
Love or lust? I cannot tell For which I feel For him I’ll never give my vows.
Sitting here alone Writing in dead silence When suddenly my thoughts Creep into my mind
Freedom… Freedom… What is freedom?
Imagination or a real creation Imagination or a real creation Monsters in the closet
Sitting in this cold empty cell, Just waiting for bail, With many to keep me company, Without any being guilty,
I Still Love Him
He loved me He cared for me He treated me right He kept me close
Skeleton Of Your Love
No heart to care No brain to think No eyes to see No lungs to breathe
The Flow Of My Life
Life lows out my veins Spills onto my skin The razor opened me up Took the life from my veins
Who cares if I live or die? What do you want with me? Where are you taking me? Why do I deserve this?
The World’s Gifts
They bloom all seasons They smell like spring They are bright They are given as gifts
Running Out Of Time
Once upon a time You told me you loved me You said you’d never give me up But now
They treat you nice They treat you poor They show you love
All You Can Do Is Sit There
What can you say, When all you can do Is sit there? Do you sing?
All day long it lasts,
Hours we wait,
For just one break.
Standing in the heat,
But in the end I
Guess I can wait.
Too long the day drags on,