Am i really that much of a no-achiever?
as i begin my slow descent to hell,
I just wonder who is waiting at the end.
I need to study more
I need to sleep early, get out early, mug like crazy
but most of all, I don't want you to fall behind.
Its wrong, what I'm doing
It ain't love, just a rotten affection
but you are special, no doubt about it.
then again, everyone's special...the only unique thing: DNA
give a big "HAHA"
Will there be something done at Prom?
I guess not. Casanova, that's what I am.
and a failure at that.
A call and I will fly to you
A hint, and I'll wish you true
a kiss would be bliss, to say none the least
but a gardener has many to tend to.
some flowers would cease to be
others would bite with malice
some are weeds, meant to grow
then there are pests, who eat you out of home
there are those who would bear with you much fruit
then there are others who age with you
like the sage oak the are wise
like the jasmine they are fragrant
like the evening primrose they bloom at night
like the morning glory they open at dawn
like the venus fly, they sap your blood
and like the nightshade, ever deadly.
Women, are like flowers.
Love them, hate them, eat them, gift them, spice them, get killed by them.
its all the same to me.
