Tickle*Me*Emo asked:
Trace my contour in the sand
As i lay there with no clothes
None of this planned
None of this i chose
Expose me to the world
Let my secrets fly
As i lay there curled
And as i cry
Take my picture
Write my story
Let me here the stricture
And be stripped from my glory
Throw me down
Listen to me scream
As i tear my gown
And wander what happen to my prom dream
Rip off my dress
Muffle my yell
Leave me a mess
Knowing theres no one to tell
To think
With one older and strong
Only in a blink
Prom can go wrong
