I seem to have a fetish for boys.
Especially the ones that dont really care about me.
Boys who wont grow up seem to have a fetish for little girls.
Especially the ones trying to grow up all at once.
Maybe Im attracted to free spirits
Otherwise known as whores, deadbeats, assholes and leeches.
Id prefer to believe Im dabbling in the unexpected.
It hurts when he doesnt meet my expectations.
As much as Id like to believe
That I can stand on my own,
That I dont need anybody,
That no one can hurt me,
The truth is
If you hooked me up to a heart monitor
It would read "beep... beep... beep... him"
Part of me is going into withdrawls.
Maybe its all those cigarettes he smokes.
Im beginning to recognize tobacco as a pharamone.
Part of me knows I never really had him.
Dreams seldom lie.
So I told him what I saw in him...
"I dont know where you dont that idea," he lied.
He's quite aware of his karma.
He might be dead inside.
Maybe thats why he lives so loudly.
Over his debates and tantrums
No one can hear his heart emiting a steady drone:
"beeeeeeeeeeeep" |
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