It Wasn't Me. late 1995
It wasn't me you saw that night
staring into your eyes
it wasn't me with whom you played
underneath the dark grey skies
i'd had a bit to drink that night
uninhibitedness had encroached
I didn't notice what was coming
though i spose i already knew
but tell me why it had to happen
with someone just like you
you're so sweet, it had to be
that you'd get with a girl like me
only one thing can come of this
it is my constant thought
of what would happen if i ever got into
this situatuion again
I guess it won't happen twice
but to see you again would be nice.
Never get drunk around strangers
you could put yourself in danger
whatever you do try and have a reason
don't just say it was the season
if you screw up while your young
it's ok, you're highly sprung
you'll bounce back, you won't feel strange
it'l' be just like nothing has changed
this poem is basically about the first time i ever kissed a girl, and at the time i thought that it was just because i was drunk and that i might possibly be bi, but that was about it.... i was just 16 and a half.
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