i was sitting in the car

thinking about you

looking at out text convorsation

hushing and blushing without a clue


when i realized it i was bout' to scream

this was unexpected

cause some new feeling is coming from the seems


i was dead

this couldnt be happening 

the hardest part was the dred

everthing felt different


theres another thing i had to mention

a closet exists within those walls

for the feeling of "im pansexual"

were about to call

she it was she...

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