I lied

I said I wouldn't do anything I wouldn't want someone to do to me

im good at being bad

im bad at being good

its honestly all been mindless flirting

mindless bc you've been clouding my mind

i was lost on the way home bc I was thinking of everything going on between us and I lost track of where I was  

you make me nervous and I can't be myself anymore

i used to be funny wt you but now I'm scared to say anything wt out sounding stupid

you didnt talk to me all day today  

im sorr I'm so flirty

im sorry I want to make you jealous sometimes cause I want your attention 

and when I don't get it I try to fill the void wt losers but then I'm the loser

cause I did it too much and now I've lost

I write shitty poetry that speaks to me even if no one else understands it I get my references

My Dad is

Coming into town I need to finish painting the porch  

also I need to re paint the restroom use white paint in the rr and possibly attempt mowing the lawn again

havent done that since I lived at my grandma's house

have to make Zuzzeth a playlist

Under the Bridge

Yesterday when I was singing I felt like the birds were singing along

im here wt my favorite tree

i got to see a new side of it since the creek dried

im sad I didn't visit it enough while it was here

in a way I'm happy because my tree gets a break and is able to root itself in the dirt better w/o the sand loosing its way too much wt the current

because the creek dried I get to see what happened to that branch

i could've sworn it had another branch and o couldn't remember but now that the creek has dried I see it there and know I was right

when the water's gone it makes me sad but I wonder if the tree appreciates it all the more when it's there it's roots are so intricate that I'm sure its stored the goods the water brought it

i want to sing here but I don't want anyone to hear me

its not the same as being under the bridge the acoustics are better and the likelihood of anyone hearing me and me getting embarrassed are way smaller