Should I know what to do
I don’t do you
These goals I’m supposed to have
This understanding of life
All I want to do is grow up and have a wife
I have no goals except for that
You can tell me to do this or to do that
I don’t care about it anymore
Just let me grow old with my family of four
But will I live to see that
With no money no food on the table
I’m not so sure
So what is my goal
To be as happy as I can be
I don’t think so
I’m sure that’s not for me
My goal is to live is there anything more
Do I need to be rich do I even want to be
Who the fuck knows
Like in all of my poems
I question life like girls question themselves
U may not like what I say but I did
So live with it don’t call me shit
All I want to do is grow old
Can I do that now
But how u may ask
But how
This poem reads...
Just like what I have always wanted. I didn't however want that in HS.
Its to damn bad that you are all the way on the other corner of the country...
But keep up with the writing. I know I for one enjoy reading it.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before. - Steven Wright
People like you are the reason people like me exsist. Out of a song of the same title by a band called 'Say Anything'
thanks it is too bad but i
thanks it is too bad but i will keep writing
what do you mean "thanks it
what do you mean "thanks it is too bad but i will keep writing"
I for one, like reading your posts.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before. - Steven Wright
People like you are the reason people like me exsist. Out of a song of the same title by a band called 'Say Anything'
i was saying that it is too
i was saying that it is too bad i dont know people like you and that you are on the other side of the country