Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Too late by Pulchri



photo courtesy of RhozieFranco


“Too Late”

“You don’t have to worry take it slowly”
How can you say you need it when you’re not ready?
We’re still young that can wait
You’re still playing Barbie doll when you’re eight

Everyone’s going crazy
Some even buy Frenzy
Are you sure what you’re feeling is real?
Or just because he kissed you it felt surreal?

Now that you’re giving birth
Why can’t I see that mirth?
You’re blaming yourself, you even say you don’t deserve this
But don’t you remember the day you gave “it” away?

He said “I’m not the father”
You said “mo**erf***er!”
You thought you’re the only one
But actually you’re his number twenty one

You’re crying every night
But my friend, it will soon be alright
“I wish this ain’t happen to me” 
But...it’s too late...