hey there, I'm Sarah, freezing cold curled up in bed. waiting for half term.
so here's a poem for my mood:
Sat in this puddle getting a cold, and just my luck its started to snow,
Trying to smoke but my fag is getting wet, all through my head thoughts of regret,
In bed at night all I think of is sex, waiting for you to call or text,
You live your life and I live mine, just mines pretty boring, i struggle to rhyme,
so maybe one day you will get this memo, come to my side, stick to me like Velcro.
meh there it is guys, enjoy :) x