Feelings
Mood: Creative
Listening to: TV
My feelings I can't describe
To have them going in different directions
But not know the destination
And not understand the anticipation
My feelings
Are somtimes disregaurded
And they wonder why my heart is gaurded?
Please!
That question I won't answer
What's the point?
Am I supposed to share my feelings
And then get shot down?
Then be wrapped around a mans finger
And find myself going around
Only to be dropped to the ground,
I'm young not dumb
That month,and year on that birth certificate,
Does not make me who I am Today,
So I advise all men,
If you are only about games,
Don't come around my way.
