Tonight
It'a might seemed like a normal bus ride
Staring eyes and crying children
We, me and you, even tho I don't care
Or give a rats tail to speak to you
I can't have children
They say it's a disease
Something about my thyroid
We'll have not found him anyways
It is a shallow life we shall lead
Maybe I'll adopt
Who knows what
Copyright © Allison Mader | Year Posted 2015
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