abstinence
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The word "fight" never seemed to apply
I see its far more than what meets the eye
A promise made in youth that must live when youth dies
And I fight. Oh, its a front and a facade - yes, I fight!
If you love him
Waiting will be simultaneously
The easiest and most difficult
Thing in the world
If you love him
Do not tempt him
Do not be alone
Guilt will eat him
Nibble at your love as it
When you see me,
My tall slender statue,
Fashioned to rule.
You expect the typical teen.
In the drugs, alcohol, sex pool
No way, sorry, not my destiny.
Boyfriend yes, fun yes,
free to be me,
Laying down on this pillow, staring at the wall
Thinking about how often pleasure has made me fall.
Like my first sexual boyfriend, he was a con
Cause I told him I didn't want sex and he STILL got some.
God loves girls of all shapes and size,
and I get really sick of hearing all the lies.
You're not a piece of meat to be flaunted around,
No matter how sweet the boys may sound.
In every woman's life,
Love is a must.
Some men just think that means lust.
Forget her figure, and her face.
I swear some men are just a disgrace.
Love is a feeling, a heartfelt passion,
Abstinence.
Not many know the meaning of the word.
Of course, the definition is quite simple
I met this boy Jimmy and he was out of control
but I loved him so I left a few things roll
some things that I probably should've put my foot down to
but Jimmy made it seem like I was all he knew
Alex, I know you love me, but I don't love you.
You want something more than I can give,
And I thought for a moment that maybe I could,
But I just can't, as long as I live.
I do love you, I wish you did too.
Refrain, Abstain,
the words we are told.
A game, A game,
the loser behold.
His morals he left,
his values he tore.
'Till all goodness cleft,
and no conscience wore.
An oath he did promise,
If I did love If I did love
it would be so glorious
so clumsy on a spring afternoon
as Shakespeare
or Keats
as a ungraceful trip
caught merely by chance
Inside me I hold something sacred
It is alway something given and never taken
What I hold is my light, my only source of pure
It is so precious I must watch who I give it to
My light is apart of my spirit
Light and dark isn’t always clear
Most people walk in the gray
And the gray is what most people fear
What if the light is what is wrong?
If what is wrong is what is light is it right?
I put a ring on her spinal cord
Stimulate her mind; engage her in discussion
While most guys my age are interested in only sex
I’m more interested in what goes on in your prefrontal cortex
And you've been missing from my life
Nothing good was ever mine
There is just nowhere to hide
I always come under the light
Don't know how to go and fight
I lost everything before I even had it
After the door shuts and the footsteps die
In the quietness the baby cries
And in the air frustrations fly
When the crying stops the mom sighs
In the crib the baby lies
Mom can rest now as she walks away
Five minutes, Five hours
It doesn't matter how long
Just having some fun
Until something goes wrong.
Here goes the under goer bypassing and shedding skin into new light that was only evident between seas of shadow. But as oppose to the useless struggle traveling into void of confusion.
It’s getting claustrophobic
Between these four walls
That try to kill me every day
Because I won’t give in
It never works, but I get paranoid
Because everyone is watching
Every single move I make
The thing that got me,
was when you said,
Let's not have sex.
That line could have bought you a lifetime with me.
but it wouldn't have been your lifetime.
It would have been the lifetime
