The Eye of the Storm
Good Boy or Bad Boy??
Ok so i have the wonderful wonderful choice of either the
bad boy or the good boy.
There is always something exciting about the bad boy,
the temptation, the thrill of attempting the impossible-
keeping him to yourself. from experience i know that feat
is impossible. But the challenge is still there. The
challenge and his act of love keeps you there, then he rips
out your heart and eats it while its still beating. He
tortures your soul, your mind, your body. you may be this
week, but the chance you will be next.. might as well buy
yourself a lightning rod.
Then we have the good boy. the sweet lovable good boy.
The one that will ALWAYS be there for you. the one you can
tell your life story to, the one that will hold you when
you cry.. thats the one. he probably is religious. but when
you are with the good boy, he will stare into your eyes and
at that moment you will know he will never be that bad boy
that ever girl wants. altho sweet, always there, never
perverted.. the good boy gets boring, and when you finally
reaize this its too late, hes already fallen head over
heels and back again. so when you get the heart to break
his, he comits suicide and the world blames it on you.
So what to do. have your heart broken? or smash his? Now in
the remotely slight chance you meet the perfect one-The one
thats deeply religious, sweet lovable... yet inside
comepletely insane, daredevil extraordinare.. the one that
all the girls want but he only wants you. the one that will
tell you horror storys of all his gory injuries, will be
there always but doesnt really have any interest in
anything uh.. bad.. *hint hint wink wink* well there wont
be any hinting or winking, and if your like me, you wont
want any from what youve been through.. too many bad boys
and too many broken hearts. HE IS THE ONE. THE ONE THAT
WILL ALWAYS BE THERE. HE WONT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHATEVER
RELIGION YOU ARE. WHATEVER RACE YOU ARE. HE WILL LOVE YOU
TO THE END OF THIS WORLD INTO THE NEXT.
Now the question of how did i describe that perfect
someone. because everyone dreams of that person. they dream
and wish forever. ive wished for years. ever since i was in
kindergarten ive wanted that person. ever since i became
the outcast of everywhere i went just because i lived in
shitsville, cali and could barely have 3 pairs of clothes..
on a good year. you wish and wish and wish for someone to
hold you when you cry, when ur freezing they will take you
in thier arms and hold you till your warm.. will sit and
listen for 2 hours as you describe your life story.. how
people have tried to kill you, rape you, molest you and so
on.. then you see the anger in their eyes... the warm
feeling of knowing someone cares about you that much. im
tired of typing. i think you got my point.
-Dont be the played, be the player.