Nervous, by Ky Moet
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I'm Nervous
Nervous because my fathers comeing home.
I'm nervous because I never had one like this before.
One that sticks with me, One that hasn't lied, one that
I probably would never deny.
I'm nervous..., what should i expect, what should i do, what
should i say? I have no clue. Why am i nervous?
I thought this is what i wanted.
A father, I thought i was ready for it.
But i guess I still have to get ready.
It's just me. All you need is that one N word to describe
me.
Nervous.
I love you daddy |
Posted: 2009-10-17 17:29:49 UTC |
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2009-11-13 02:39:17 | izzy |
this is very sweet. we should write a poem together sometime.i think that was a cool idea. |