Trouble.
what is it?
why does it like me so much?
it follows me everywhere.
i hate it.
it waits till you and i are so perfect.
and it ruins the moment.
why?
why me?
why us?
if its here to ruin my life.
and take my chance at love.
its doing great.
but you can go away.
im happy.
and your just causing
trouble.
