8th Grade

Feeling like a fool whenever you’re near
My heart bleeds a melody that you can’t hear
I’m stuck in a battlefield chasing the sun
A war has begun that you’ve already won

I may be naive.. but I’m never wrong 
Maybe the lyrics are too heavy in my song
Our worlds can’t collide in the way that I want 
Our age gap alone would be something to taunt

It’s a blessing and a curse to carry this tune
Maladaptive daydreaming, alone in my room
A chaos of fantasies and delusions anew
My adolescent mind on a path so untrue

Toxic instability, I’m acting immature
A pillar of intellect, you’ve got me insecure
I’m hungry for your body or something more impure
I don’t know what love is, I just know the allure
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Ramirez Avatar
April 16, 2026 at 5:48 AM
PS. I wrote this about the crush I had on my math teacher back in 8th grade lol
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