Cleaning through some boxes, i found scraps of paper with "poems or "lyrics" that i have carted around for years (see previous entry, here.
Part of me doesn't want to throw them away, as they are snapshots of my young mind. But something like this:
when i tell you i love you
don't laugh in my face
please look at my eyes
it's something i can't erase
and when you and i are together
and we feel we're in bliss
tell me that you hate me
then make it real with a kiss
*cringe* is a snapshot into mediocrity.
