Mood:  hug me

goooo metaphors!

i gotta stop writing stuff... i soo fail at it!

Broke down car

I stand by my car,
Its in no hurry.
Its broke down,
In all of its fury.

Its damaged and hurt,
In all is glory.
All it ever wanted
Was to not worry.

It wanted to go fast,
And be stable as can be.
But it feels like its struts and speed,
Were taken from me.

I sit here now,
Without a motor.
Like a set of brake pads,
Without a rotor.

Standing around
Isn’t the way I want my ride.
I would always like
to have a good engine on my side.

The old one was good,
But difficult as you could see.
It was trouble to maintain,
And a bad cup of tea

The new on is incredible,
And just right for me.
Has everything I want,
And more than I could believe

Its not because its fresh
 or new and improved.
Its due to the things,
That I have viewed

Its bulletproof design,
And its strength inside.
It’s just what I want,
In my ride.

I’m hoping the motor
Will prove to be.
I’m hoping this one
Will truly work for me.

I like the engine,
It fits like a glove.
I hope this chassis,
Is what it wants.

I’m done with D17,
It didn’t work right.
It’s all K20 from here on out
Hopefully for more than one night!