Having trouble stealing from conceit,
Sitting on an early morning smelling,
Feeling like a little rock and tweet,
About a meeting at the age of scaring.
Remember doing something very dreamy,
Being treated like an awful fling.
The baby offered me a little creepy,
Never had enough of anything.
Another lonely night without a telling,
About an easy thing or something sleazy,
Like the rest of you the most depressing,
Remember me a little sweet and dreamy.
Another lonely story felt depressing.
It sounded like an old adventure tale,
I never thought about the fear of scaring,
Write a song of love and fairytale.
Thanks for reading through
