A Boy I Don't Know
I heard the front door open.
I was in my room, getting CD's.
I snuck out of my room and into my mom's I went.
Three CD's, I was putting one in.
Headphones in hand,
when I heard footsteps...
"Where's your bathroom?" He asked.
"Next door," I replied.
How weird, he was only here for six minutes.
That was the boy I don't know...
My mom's friends are weird!
I was in my room, getting CD's.
I snuck out of my room and into my mom's I went.
Three CD's, I was putting one in.
Headphones in hand,
when I heard footsteps...
"Where's your bathroom?" He asked.
"Next door," I replied.
How weird, he was only here for six minutes.
That was the boy I don't know...
My mom's friends are weird!
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So true, so true. I go from likeing classroom boys in my hometown to likeing guys covered in tat's and pieceings in L.A.... *sigh*