Random Thoughts

In the corner she sits

so lost and empty

everything seems to be missing

she's got nothing left

true love


true lust?

The feeling of being wanted

instead of pushed away

a couple of drinks here and there

she starts to feel calm

finally freedom arrives

but the line of insanity has been crossed

out of control

along trailed a train of regret

a headache

a lost and confused girl sits calmly

rumors, nasty rumors

the thought of did I really comes through

I dont do that


it comes over a small period of time

starting over?

no one knows her past

lies, truth, repeat

three choices..which to choose?

out of every little decision

there becomes one BIG outcome

A/N:A true poem of my life...sucks I know but they were random thoughts