walking along this street wondering what i did to have this song playing in my head while i made my bid i'm not cruising anymore but still i get the looks that i never got from anyone while i was still hitting the books, tell me you'll fuck me, says he, verbally i'm commited to this but mentally its not there the truth remains that a grizzly bear has ruined my life and made me fall into like what's that word the kid use "sike?" it is hell to be cruisin sometimes, trying to black out radio plays my favorite song into the blackness and leaves me wondering who i killed to get here and they grieved nominated for fuck of the year i have turned into Brian Kinney of QAF i DON'T LIKE MYSELF AT THE PRESENT MOMENT. when i feel that way.Birth sign: Aries
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