clouds are odd no?
it’s like they get close, and boom thunder,
then they touch, and bam lightning..
and if things are just right, they spin tightly together in a tornado.

some days i might as well be talking to the walls,
there’s really no interest in this.
what attracts people to people is wholly different amongst us.
maybe its the way i look this time, who knows, but it’s not mutual.

they always warned me, men yeah, they’re all about conquering and moving on,
but women, women want to possess you, they want to know what it is that makes you singular
and own it, even if for only a little while.