Boys will be boys,
parents raise you to understand.
But what if I don't care about boys?
Girls will be girls,
And I want you to be mine.
Possessed, obsessed
Depressed, undressed
Any way you'd give in
I'd take it all in a second.
Black velvet-covered speakers
And Goth rock posters on the walls
I can see your bedroom
Becoming my own personal crime scene,
the place I see in my day dreams.
But then, how do I say it?
Mystery isn't everything to you,
And after all...
Girls will be girls,
...and girls are supposed to only like boys.
Apparently.
Author notes
It's pretty short... but yeah. I'm pleased with this one.
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wow
i really like it
i can really relate. amazing write!
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good write. well done.
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i love this poem good job
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Its really good but im les. parents don't understand lol it really speaks so...
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Really good poem but r u saying u like girls?
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