the sound of my music flows
it comes in one ear
but out the other
the day is hot
my hours seem long
but i sing the same song
mc donals cold mocha frappe's
sooth my throat
it taste like chocolate to me
fast cars the fast life
cars thump speakers bump
i keep my car clean
long hours waiting
i just was here last week
i like to keep my hair done
my fingers hurt
my eyes burn
maybe i shouldnt type so much
the lights are low
and its always crowed here
i love to eat at BJs
long lines and no parking
its too many people
i should have went shopping last week
green walls and cold air
the room is quiet
my room is my peaceful place
all i hear is her mouth
she always has something to say
why does my mom talk so much
No comments:
Post a Comment