Poems from Centia
Seventeen years of observing others
Seventeen years of sitting in a corner.
Just watching form a distance or nearby
To the point you...
Baby, your all that I want
When your standing right in front of me
But I find it hard to believe
That you've never noticed me
You walk...
Why are you always lying?
Making false statement,
Deliberately made,
With an intent to deceive others.
Why are you so jealous?...