Shitty poem, yay!
True Love
I go on rants and I talk too loud. I tell the same stories all the time.
I can wake up the whole apartment building just by walking around.
When we walk together I always leave you behind as if it were a race.
I’m lazy and messy, I never do my part or even make an effort to.
I cannot resist a warm bed and will sleep just about all day sometimes.
I scream and go crazy when I’m angry, I really can be such a bitch.
I’m the anxious pessimist or the content optimist, never the realist.
I worry a lot about nothing and everything and need constant reassurance.
I’m always either indecisive or there‘s no changing my mind, no in between.
I like,
To put comas,
In places where they don’t belong.
Despite all these things, you’re still by my side. That is true love.
I go on rants and I talk too loud. I tell the same stories all the time.
I can wake up the whole apartment building just by walking around.
When we walk together I always leave you behind as if it were a race.
I’m lazy and messy, I never do my part or even make an effort to.
I cannot resist a warm bed and will sleep just about all day sometimes.
I scream and go crazy when I’m angry, I really can be such a bitch.
I’m the anxious pessimist or the content optimist, never the realist.
I worry a lot about nothing and everything and need constant reassurance.
I’m always either indecisive or there‘s no changing my mind, no in between.
I like,
To put comas,
In places where they don’t belong.
Despite all these things, you’re still by my side. That is true love.