"queen" ( are day, years later)
everyday people in my life
come and go
they say things, mention things
but the don't know
who i am, where i'm from
so and so
dreams are trashed, memorys made
its all whoa and whoa
so and so, whoa and whoa
but then theres u
then theres me
the theres us
then theres we
my one queen
my only, everything
seemingly we weren't made to work
i'm an ass, and your a flirt
people experessed this
we were hurt
thats was then this now
there shaking there heads
comphereing how
days turned into years
time clamed my fears
were now moving foward
there asumptions cower
after every hour
now its time
for a baby shower
could this .........
work in progress