the good girl has started to disapear
now i have found someone to condem my fears
a new sensation i have started to feel
the wind the air none of its real
with you life is an everlasting rollercoaster
not knowing if your gunna go up or down
but still i enjoy the adventure and the fact that im breaking the rules
being the good girl until u,the bad girl turns up
the buzz...so wonderfly weird to words that cannot explain
but in my head the buzz isnt off the cocain
its off knowing that im with you
but im confused your a girl who im attracted to
alcohol the wonderful drink
has helped me alot, it has stopped me to think
about the break ups, the fights, the sleepless nights
there all in the past and now she is in the present but is she in the future?
i hear those words i long to hear
"your my best friend i love you my dear"
not everyone understands how i feel when im with her
they call me a druggy and an alcoholic whore
but the only reason why i do this is because thats what she wants
if i carry on maybe shell think of me in over ways
the way that i think of her
my life stone struct
heart beating faster than ever
the kiss she placed apon my lips so delicate like a feather
maybe its true maybe she does love me
could we ever be?
how i long for that second kiss
i really do love u miss
i dont know how long this half life will end
but all she wants from me is a little friend 3
i hate to do it but i'll correct your spelling if you wish not to seem like a smart ass first of all i like how the two poems interlink in the start...cocain...structured...thats it spelling wise on this piece thats incorrect...but this poem is ever so sad...and heartbreaking too....