My mouth is dry but I try licking my lips anyways My heartbeat is pounding so hard I can feel it in my temples I'm sitting on the curb in the pouring rain
By Sara Peterson5 years ago in Poets
It took two years to get this far In my beat up little red car With the music blaring And everyone staring, I couldn’t be happier.
You’d think that Because we are adults now, Some of us would learn to wash our hands After infecting them with our Bacteria-filled coughs