Pure

by always the same   Mar 9, 2011


Take a look around you
familiar faces become a blur
you wonder how you got to this place
Where no one seems to be pure

girls giving thsemselves up
to boys who want their treasures not their hearts
believing lies their told
in the end they fall apart

you sit in the back of the caf at lunch
in hopes to find someone who has not yet conformed to these ways
but the harder that you look anr wait
it seems no one is pire these days

i lost my sense of hope this year
that true love is worth the wait, its not worth waiting forever
No one seems to care about love
all they want is s3x and pleasure

so all everyone i know loses their morals
and purity and innocense too
To conform to how the crowd is acting
is all thats left for me to do

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