May 21, 2007 22:51
And I think too much
And I'm sitting all alone
With a thought in my head
Too many little fishies
Swimming round in my head
And I can't make up the words
To describe the kind of way
All these people make me feel
Slightly silly, slightly gay
Not like "Fab" but more like "yay"
Sunshine nights and midnight day
There's a person who I'm thinking of
Eyes intense as storms
Attitude to match
Body that could burn down a forest
"Woooo, hot DAMN, look at that fine ass!"
There's a lot of problems in the world today.
Problems.
Problems problems problems.
Someday I'll write a book about all the problems.
Until then, I have you, Liveojournal.
Just you and all humanity.
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