Love is confusing.
Sometimes, I feel like I am losing.
Somtimes, I think it is amusing.
Sometimes, I feel like I am cruising.
Sometimes, I feel like boozing.
Sometimes, I think it is abusing.
Sometimes, I feel someone is using
Me and they're bruising
My heart and it is oozing.
Sometimes, I feel like choosing
To just refusing
Love and leave the oozing
And the bruising
And the using
Behind and just end it all by boozing.
But right now, I don't want to end it all.
I do not feel small.
I do not have to crawl.
I will not bawl.
For, I have you, and that's all I need.
I know my heart will not bleed
Anymore, for we have succeed.
And you know that you have freed
Me from other mens' greed.
I love you.
I know you love me, too.
So let's just screw
The people who
Are throwing their views.
Because it does not matter what other people say.
Let's just throw that all away
And go on with our day.
We must do it our own way.
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