Ready or not, here I come
I'm so tired of this dumb game of hide and seek
Olly olly oxen free
Show yourself, you're scaring me
Come out, come out, where ever you are
You've taken this thing way too far
Stichwörter: loss confusion hide-and-seek
It's raining in my heart, like it's raining in the city. What is this sadness that pierces my heart?
Sonya SonesIf Dylan and I had met
by chatting on the Net
in a room of cyberspace
instead of face to face
and I hadn't seen his lips
or the way he moves his hips
when he does that sexy dance
and I hadn't had a chance
to look into his eyes
and be dazzled by their size
and all that I had seen
were his letters on my screen,
then I might as well confess:
I think I would have liked him
less.
Every now and then,
during the commercials
Dad will say something like,
'How was school today, Sophie Dophie?'
Once I said, 'We played strip poker
during third period and I lost.'
Dad just said, 'That's nice,'
without even looking up from his meatloaf.
I prefer to thin of it as rebooting my ovarian operating system.
Sonya SonesI love that sign," I say.
"I love you," Robin says.
I feel my cheeks
turn the color of the sky.
"I love you, too," I say.
My parents are great listeners
Which is why I never tell them anything
Stichwörter: parents listening
And I flat out refuse
to have one of those lives
that I wouldn’t even want
to read about.
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