by Angela Smith
I like to talk
I like to walk away
I like your eyes I cry
I like your thoughts
I wonder why
I really like your sense of humor
I wish I could have believed that sooner
So I could shake with a thunderous laugh
I wish I could do that
I wish you liked my humor now
So I could make you cry for me somehow
I really wish I liked you
No, I really wish I liked myself
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I use my creativity as a weapon to express myself.
Last updated September 01, 2016