I am more unpredictable and confusing than you think.
short poem
Friday, December 22nd, 2006Sigh
I hope you are true
I hope you love me too
I hope all those things
Are not my false instincts.
When you are confuse
I'm nervous
Thinking I'm just an option
Maybe one of your collections.
A blurred vision,
That's my realization
That I keep on hoping,
to someone who's confusing.
A feeling maybe,
but yet can't decide baby.
So I guess I have to wait,
but 'til what date?
Remember that your smile
is like a fire,
That can make me feel high,
but all I can do— is sigh…
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i am contentious young lady who argues about trifles (balderdash to talk with?). Lackadaisical as others said. 
