Childhood Issues

You're issues those were you as a child, and you try and try, and you bring it up, being soft and or hard..each vine grows too long and they hear about you and i'm right there as well. The gym while i look straight ahead. While others pick their pimpled face. Forced out, each new erotic and bare there our issues, we must never share. We slip over the bleachers while the breeze wafts up your skirt. And so my face stays blank as it all ways does when i know it grows. Lost as it finds it's way up deep inside. So she never knows and i never tell why i bring him here, too hold my hand.