Thursday, January 6, 2011

Cliche

Bouncing on beds
Hitting eachothers heads....
With a pillow
Soft like a marshmellow
Listening to Kesha
The next big thing to Lady GaGa
Got a crush on Justin Bieber
Did you catch that fever?
I'm only seventeen
But these memories don't go away like a dream
Next year i got college
Filling me up with knowledge
I'm not crushing on guys no more
I'm loving till my heart is tore
Screw dicks
And say goodbye to all the mean chicks
Don't be cliche
Like the words i've been spitting away
Who cares what people think
It only makes your confidence sink