Friday, February 18, 2011

Random

This poem is RANDOM. Just random flows in my head. 

When you wake up, I won’t be there.
Cause I now realize that you don’t care.
When you wake up, I’ll be gone
Being with you is no longer fun.
No more will I stress...
For you, I won’t pull out my Freakum dress!
Just yesterday you were my greatest desire
Now all you do is make me tired
Which one of us is to blame?
How did we screw up this love game?
I know you don’t want to lose me
But it’s time I set myself free
So I’m saying “Dueces” baby
You need to find yourself another lady ;)

1 comment:

Tara said...

This could be a potential song...