Saturday, November 1, 2008

Bored

The simple life...
How nice it was.
But how quickly I find
Something missing.
Long for that buzz
The high from parties and new guys
So when I get bored with you
It's really no surprise.
My life has been spent
Always wanting something more.
From guy to guy I'll jump
To simply end up bored.
Living a pretend life -
Being whatever girl you want
Whether it be maid, beer-bitch, or wife,
I'll play along for you
Because who knows what it is that I really want,
And after all, it's too hard to choose.

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