So. Maybe I’m just nervous.
Or maybe I’m legally insane.
Maybe I just can’t think,
Since I don’t have anyone to blame.
Maybe I just don’t get it.
Or Maybe I just don’t Mind.
Maybe I’m just so confused,
That I think that everything is fine.
But I guess ill move along,
And not think about you anymore.
I guess ill just have to let you date her.
That skinny, tiny, petite, little whore.
