Friday, August 26, 2016

Cycle

My life is a constant cycle of 
Go talk to her
She likes you
And you wont know until you try
I watch my friends
Boys attached to their hips
Hands on them
Smiles made for them
My life is a constant cycle of
Go talk to him
I like you
I wont know until I try
I watch my friends
Love and hate boys in the same breath
Question their external beauty
Hope that these boys like them 
My life is a constant cycle of 
He wont talk to me
I still like you
And I'll wait my turn

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