Laying in bed with a stuffy nose
this wouldn’t be the first time
You think this is what you chose
but really it was what was dealt to you
You wonder to yourself why am I always so blue, when the stars are at their brightest
Are these feelings right in the slightest ?
My stomach burns
I drank
I yawn
and I breathe with difficulty
I cried because of two boys
and I mean boys not men who weren’t ready for commitment.