I'm One Screwed Fucker

The number of days toward the O's can actually be counted,

With less than 2 hands?

To add on I haven't hit the books

Cheryl oh cheryl you're dead meat



Loathe the way You make me capitulate

Then tumble so hard on my very own emotions

I Drive Myself Crazy causes my whimpers

I've displayed every known approach to channel my way back

Back to your senses

Back to your heart.

If there should be any soul that I should love

That soul is none other than You

The love I have for You hasn't reduced

It thrives and lingers

I'll wait and wait and wait...