I looked up in the sky
to see a heart shaped cloud
if you a wierdo u can say it loud
and proud
I guess we in now
everytime I fail it pushes
me to the top
laughing at my situation today
but tomorrow you'll have nothing
to say
I cry everytime I write
I let my pen do the expressions
my soul absorbs the pain
I'm always full like a fat guy
basement full of tornado water
room full of your cologne
scared to say some things
must of you won't understand
I can't believe I am already half way through the semester.
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