Boys Boys Boys

They are always calling
But I haven’t been picking up
Because none of them
Have been worth my time

Boys Boys Boys
But never boy crazy

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I am too young
For the strick conditions
You’re trying to place on me


Our youth was never
Meant to be anything
But
Unruly

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I can’t make you want to live for yourself
You must love yourself
And feel like
You are worth living for

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My poetry
Is more
Than poetry
That is written about you

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I Drenched myself
In honey
Hoping
I would catch you
Because
They say
You catch more flys with honey
And you were a fly guy
But
You still slipped through my fingers

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You were my Picasso
And with every stroke
You painted me like art

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I have been tip toeing the line
For so long
That i forget where it lies
And those who lie in the evil of the in between
And it is fading away

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Its hard to believe
Your living a good life
Especially
When your living without me

- Life of a narcissist
Or a confident person who knows what your missing

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You would think
I was a construction worker
The way
I have been building up everyone
But
Myself

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I gave you so much space
That I have let you
Disappoint me
1000 times
Too many

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