your eyes staired at me
Full of contempt and hate
Although i always respected you
I wondered my fate
Yes i could've interacted with you more
But i failed to see my significance
now you say keep your distance
And now our freindship is doomed
We met in a chat...
Garbage in,garbage out.
a product of my environment-slapped into life and thoughtlessly discarded.
you can't spell hospitality without a quick trip to the hospital.
rubbish is my religion,fodder for the cannons of the future.
and arms of steel
My soul is delicate,I must conceal
Your beauty,your smile,your gentle
When we first met my heart went mental
Alas you left you went ahead
Now I'm alone in a oversized bed
I miss you my dear now I'm sad
Just thinking and longing for those times we had
rubbish but it feels it's time to change myself..
Take your call don't think about anyone in this world.Nothing matters in the end all have to leave alone.
I am very much accustomed to take blows without it life seems boring as if I am not existing here.
One more in the list...
I wrote to express my feelings to whom it may concern .I wrote whatever i felt like writing , what's were on my mind .
Though now I know they are just a piece of craps and should be in bin.
Somedays I didnt even know what to write,the only thing i knew is that I had to put...
We all made a rush through the door
My old man fainted in the chair
My mother fell through the floor
The cat started laughing
And the dog dropped dead
Then the monkey ran up the chimney
With its arse all red .......
I don't know if any of it sounds coherent half the time. I have trouble finding the right words... Need to bookmark dictionary dot com... Or Urban Dictionary for when my stories need a little more.. fruity flavour.