I didn't have plans tonight
I thought I might just stay in bed, and read
The Great Gatsby
my first time reading it
and I'm not finished
although I've had it for over a week
because I don't want it to end
so I prolong it
and only read a little every night
So, I would've stayed in bed
and sighed at the way Gatsby looks at Daisy
but no. Plans change. You called
and I haven't talked to you for a while
I haven't been to your place for a while
how's being a slut going for you?
Yes, I know your mother's mad at you
she came over about a month ago
and asked if she could take me out for lunch
so, we got burgers and talked
in that old general store and restaurant
(the one with the cracks in the walls?)
and she told me how you disappointed her
how she never thought her own daughter would turn into a slut
(she also called you a whore, but let's not mention that)
she asked if I was doing well in school
if I was staying out of trouble
if I was in the right place with the Lord
the usual parenting questions
but at the end, she asked me to promise her one thing
and I don't know your mother that well, honestly
she likes me, thinks I'm a good kid
only because she raised a bad kid
so she asked me to promise her one thing
and I did
even though I didn't plan to
because what's a promise from a girl
who doesn't even know your mother's middle name?
What's a promise from a girl
who in a split second, could turn out like you?
But I promised.
This never went to plan.
You were the religious one
high and mighty
(lies. You were a jack Mormon.)
I was the one
that got into fights
and cussed people out
but I, my friend, was the smart one
You were the not-so-smart one
but tonight, you called me up
and asked me if I had plans tonight
I gave my usual, "depends on what you mean by plans"
and you told me that there was a party tonight
and would I like to come?
I haven't been to one of your parties in a long time
what has it been? Three months maybe?
But you said it would be a nice party, so I went
and the good thing is, your mom helps set up the place
so she's specific about no alcohol
which is good, cause you're a drunk
so at least there's no booze out tonight
except the booze previously on people's breaths
so at least I know that I'm safe
and I had to kick a few people out tonight
since I have as much (if not more) power as you
and I had a good time, surprisingly
funny how things didn't go to plan?
But, I'd rather be at home
talking to him
then be here
talking to them
about things I could care less about
and being asked for a "job" outside in the wheat field
I'd rather be home, talking to him
but he's not mine
and nothing ever goes to plan
now does it.
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PoetryA collection of poetry. Classic feelings added to classic thoughts equals classic poetry. Rated PG-13 for language. © 2015 layschips1