Poems from kirby.wyrick.9
drugs?
It's some thing you're addicted to
It's your only desire
You'll even do anything for It
It's the suppose of threshold of your life...
All day long!
To the sun comes up and falling back down
With there short short skirts
At the corner of the street
Cars are glancing and...
Who can we be?
When we can't be our selfs.
When we are forced to be someone else.
Thus it's contradicting
When said,
"Be your self"
How...