It Doesn’t Matter There’s something about some girls At first you think that they are cute Then later on after you know them, the become cuter After a little while, you realize what they are really like They wear too much makeup They become to skinny for you Maybe bigger is better They start to annoy you or not talk to you They become anti social around you You decide to stop talking to them You leave your friendship You start to think they are cute again but know they are not for you You start to notice that they are looking at you They talk to you again, and you become hornier You know they are not nice but they are beautiful You ask for plans Plans are made and you hang out again A kiss is given and given back The two of you start to become very good friends Date Another date Kissing Sex A feeling of sickness of that person envelops your body You never really liked the kind of person they are You know they think the same about you You talk More No more of you No more of her Loneliness develops You remember something You don’t know why girls are so confusing There lips Eyes Breasts And mostly their smile Reality check In the end is doesn’t really matter You don’t talk to her You say hi for once You become friends You want to understand why her personality is like that but its unknown to boys You have a sense of jealous when you see her with other boys You realize what you are missing She isn’t as bad as you keep thinking You may be different But it the end is doesn’t really matter The clock ticks Watch the time go You see love for the first time You don’t care about sex You care about her You don’t know why but it feels right You don’t know what to do You are surprised for what you are thinking In the end everything goes your way You can get so far and not realize what you’re really missing Life is not as long as you think Live it Because in the end it doesn’t really matter By: Kevin A. Friduss University of Denver
Reason for writing:
Sometimes you hear a song about a certain issue and you think, maybe you should start to write something about past experiences.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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