18 Years and Floating

I've got the best family
   A girl could want 
     Mommy spends 
   Like she's daddy 
     So I've become a mommy's girl 
       I keep up with my grades
          Currently on the honor roll 
         I own all the latest technology 
           have tons of friends
             who are good to me
               A job that reaches out 
                    to the community  
                   So why must I try to numb
                  the emptiness under the perfect bubble
                        I'm destined to pop 
                         I try to be subtle 
                       I'm 18 and floating
                     Bouncing off too many sugar coated
                             Envirements
                        It's funny cause I live in the hood
                          But one thing the hood contains
                             If not money is a unlimited amount of love
                                  Love from family
                                    Love from friends
                                     and love from the unlimited amount 
                                        of boy friends their are to obtain
                                           I've tapped into every other type
                                           But I've never found a love to call my own
                                                  I'm 18 and i'm floating 
                                               Boucing high and low
                                                 He's out there....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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