You get a girlfriend, and your life justs gets comfortable....
Sometimes ..I dream that I am a duck flying around in space and eating stars made up of pizza..
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you
In what you say or do
I'm only just beginning
To see the real you
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
Romance's in all strategy
Leaves me battling with my pride
But through the years security
Some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer
Still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prize-fighter
Still trapped within my youth
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
At times I'd like to break you
And drive you to your knees
At times I'd like to break through
And hold you endlessly
At times I understand you
And I know how hard you try
I've watched while love commands you
And I've watched love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister
But then the passion flares again
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes
And hide
I want to hold you till I die
Till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
Sometimes I dream I'm a star made out of pizza, and a duck comes flying around and eats me.
Sometimes I give my toys names
Sometime I buy just one extra cucumber
Sometimes I call 911 informing them that I'm going to bed and I don't want any noise around my block.... they haven't questioned me yet :P
Sometimes I find the avatar above me and her forum signature very mesmerizing.
Sometimes I wonder how Lady Ann's cat has any fur left on its leg to lick.
Sometimes I feel like a nut; sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I just said NO.
Sometimes I wonder, if I am good or bad.
Sometimes I wonder if I am ever going to stop being so tired
Sometimes I wish I had stayed home
Sometimes I have moments of perfect clarity. But usually, I don't.
Sometimes I daydream about Bethany.
Sometimes I like to pretend I am a praying mantis.
Sometimes I binge-watch house/apartment tours on Youtube
Sometimes things just aren't funny.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning and my thumb is in my mouth. Sometimes I revert back to my old childhood habit, apparently.
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