Thursday, September 25, 2008

Presenting The Teenage Girl



We understand more than you think,
I can tell when you’re with me.
I hate it when people don’t listen.
My fear of being out of control
eclipses my will to LIVE.
She had the best of intentions?
Where was it we went wrong?
Her heart was the size of a landfill
and her open arms the width of the sea.
Expect the worst, greet the sunshine out of the shadows.
Who ever said he was my best friend?
Sunday Afternoon, please follow me.
Presenting the strongest weapon in the world:
The Teenage Girl.
Seriously you asked for it
so just let go.
If you saw us in action,
you’d be begging for our phone numbers.

No comments: