School yard
The training grounds for all children
Oh you think it, it's all sweet, fun, games
Nah playa...
It's where you learn to network
Learn to bob and weave
Teamwork
Betrayal
Like the time we lost to the girls in punchball
All because
One of our teammates
didn't take his licks
like a man
Funny how taking your licks
make you a symbol of strength
Anyway he ain't take it and we hit a teacher
on the oopsie
Since no one snitched
(or rather didn't know who threw the punch)
Our twentysomething lead in the first inning
was all for nothing
Or my favorite
"Tisha wanted to know if you like her"
Heh
I guess in the school yard is where I found me
low self-esteem
and my need to show off
to my own demise
Lord
There I go
Not looking for the positive
in self
But I'm saying
if history is repetitive
Then why would anyone think
the outcome would be different
on some timeshifting
quantum leap type affair
But then again
if I keep remembering
the time she answered my
"So who you have a crush on now"
question with a firm
"Not you"
how do I expect to break
this groundhog day feeling
I keep getting when I
feel my spidey senses
tingling
My acting isn't all that great
and if I continue this way
I'll never land the leading role
atwhatpointdoyoujustsayfuckitmytimeisdone.
thesinglelifeain'tallthatCameosaiditwouldbe
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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