HOPE OF A NERD

Remember that bug we’ve spoke about?
The one that needs to be chase because it is nothing but a disturbed. Yeah. It turns out real.

Not even worth a girl, she is just a ladybird,
Often get her mascara smeared, from what she heard.

Too many evil words and empty threads,
The last thing she could take is, you begged for another heart.

Hard enough when she can’t un-heard those violent,
Now she has to taste the pebbles you fed from your head.

You are a champ was the only charm you left her unfed,
But she rhymes you as a definite hero and nothing could change that.

She thought it is matured if she volunteered; –
To stay until your longing disappear, or return.

TELL ME YOUR LITTLE THINGS