What to do?

What to do?

A Poem by chandlerl

i hate this place,

there's no one to do.

i'm giong through life saying,

'yeah, screw you to!'

i thought all boys wanted

was to get screwed,

but they're as mean as the girls.

Highschool boys- half of them immature,

the other half unknowingly queer.

Come out at 18

and then disappear.

I'll see you in San Fran,

within a year,

at the Pride Parade,

with some other young steer.

I'm a w***e b***h?

Look in the mirror.

© 2012 chandlerl


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chandlerl
chandlerl

antioch, CA



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