HI! Yea Teen Wolf is my guilty pleasure and I'm trying to improve my rhyming poetry and this just happened….
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!
Sometimes I think God is against me
'Cause I know we are meant to be
But no one else seems to agree
Maybe it's the way you look at me
Or threaten to let your inner wolf free
But whenever I see your silver blue eyes
I want to go curl up and die
'Cause when you growl like that my face just fries
And I don't want to keep spewing these lies
Maybe it's the fact that you never cradle me when I cry
Or show up with chap stick when life's just too dry
But whenever I hear a mutter of your name
I feel like this is all some fucked up game
'Cause I know you'd never fall for someone quite so lame