it wore just like a movie, something from a manus script
and you make every poem I ever seem like shit
sorry if i am bit insecure but somehow you reassure
that is alright but i guess we all got luggage
im just a bit open with my struggle
and hopefully, you understand that i am your friend
it just take a bit time to get over my all this
because it better then an make a wish , then a first kiss
so unlikely to happen to an hospital chic
but with that click, you made me find acceptance
and like my body , hands and legs became friends
Inga kommentarer:
Skicka en kommentar