16

So tonight, I was cleaning out the garage and found this little gem. I wrote this when I was 16. Get that? 16! Yikes, that was 14 years ago.

It is amusing, sorta cute, and makes absolutely no sense. Go figure.

I'm everything but afraid
Crawling through irresistable darkness
Jesus right behind me
You're so convenient
And my magic finger
That murder song on the radio
Your vision, not mine
The next time around
You'll be somewhere else
Packing my pink bubble gum
Popping my bubbles
Pinching my seat
Who could be happier?