sly on the eyes
where is my backbone, now
that I
am maybe just lonely?
maybe, just maybe
I've given in to human whimsy
instead of seventeen and so
goddamn serious about
nothing, nothing
I'm spilling out in
unnatural urges
I can't contain myself
no longer I reign as cold
my smiles make me vulnerable
but I care not
cause I think he caught that look
This feeling, I've not an idea
as to if I should keep it
but I feel no harm, only hunger
Your awkwardness leaves a
familiar taste in my mouth
I enjoy you and the way
you're just
there
that's all I have for words, but
with a little ambition
I'll come closer everyday