Growing up is such a pain.
Dear.Speeches filled with superfluous word
A pause before you speak dear, clarify the question to get you time to think.
Your words need to make sense dear; I have no time for your nonsense.
Feelings are coated and decorated with reasons and excuses
Some things are just like that, you cannot feel that way dear, it is wrong
Emotion need to be rationale dear, used your brains, not your heart…
The truth is just there, between the layers of deceit and sugar coats,
My fingers are crossed every time I make a promise to you dear, they long to be free
So do not ask anymore from me dear, I do not want to cross them anymore.
I am sorry dear; things are not like they were…
posted by maevbe @ 6:53 PM
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