Catch me if you can.
Run Run Run, Catch me if you can. Slippery like a fish, faster then a grey hound that's me. There I go. I want to be caught? Of course I do. Yet over stimulated by those gunning for me. My thinghs are starting to resemble steak slabs and they look like starved wild cats. Faster I Run. Whom ever can catch or keep up may have me. Believe only a quarter of what they say and only half of what they do. Fun I must admit but honestly well a bore too. There is not secret into the catch interment, honest humor and real is what this girl longs for. Challenge me be with me, worried no more of feeling if you can't catch I can't help. To see the domestic side you have to find me first. Rotten of me o yes very much indeed but what else is a girl to do.
Dilemma dilemma o my Settled down with one I would love to but none have centered me cornered or spoke of commitment there for committed to them I don't have to. Untill one dose, don't look for my eyes to center completely on you.
