Improvments/Pretty Boys

July 5, 2016 in My Blog

I just kinda want to show how my writing has improved in the last year and seven months.

I smoke with the boys in the band,
Prissy boy won’t you hold my hand?
Pretty boys don’t light their own cigarettes.
Pretty boys don’t spend their own money.

Now pretty boys don’t smile,
You’re cuter alone but ask him,
“Why don’t you stay a while?”
A quarter for a cigarette.
A dollar for a kiss.
You got him trapped,
let me tell you this.

Pretty boys,
Yellow teeth,
Bouncing around,
Under another boy’s sheets.
Pretty boys,
Coffee don’t cover up smoke.
Smoke don’t cover up heartache,
It’s your turn,
This time it’s him you break.

Pretty boys like your drugs.
Pretty boys like your money.
Pretty boys don’t need your love,
You’re cuter when you don’t talk honey.
He’s tired of you,
You’ll get over him,
And he’ll do it again.

What,
You haven’t heard?
Pretty boys you know,
Will kick you to the curb.
They say,
“That was fun while it lasted,
You were fun for a week,
But that was in the past.”

Pretty boys,
Too sweet for tattoos,
Pretty little faces.
Too cruel to stay with you,
So before you give a pretty boy a light,
You should know the truth.

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