You suggest I'm only a tiny fraction?
bet you've fallen for my kinda persuasion.
A scared little boy holding a gun,
full of defence trying to run.
You find me a distraction,
more or less won't bring you destruction.
Part of you wish you could undone,
but admit it that I bring you ray of sun.
I feed your bad boy's starvation,
then you blame me for the cause of your frustration.
Boy I know you're having fun,
you haven't left this bed and call me a cunt.
I am loving your action,
forget about reputation.
Those sharp tongue are not to be count,
trust me it won't haunt.
A young broadcasting student who can never sit still in one place for more than 30 minutes. Constantly traveling to write stories. Aspired to be a scriptwriter and movie maker. Always in love with nature, challenge, and human's activity.