Saturday, August 25, 2012


Mama said not to do it
To not give so much attention
Can turn against me
Risk it turning bad
Starts off sweet but overtime
Turns bitter
But I love it so much beforehand
I still love it when it goes sour
Process of spoiling is all I know
I think I do it on purpose
Curious to see if it would turn out differently
Even though I know better
Even though I was warned against it
I have an awkard way of preserving
I love the wrong way
To me there's nothing more satisfying
Than spoiling a woman

No comments:

Post a Comment