there he was
the new prince of my diaries
that would help me through these injuries
i remember how i fell into your eyes of sympathy
how i open up about my damn epilepsy
felt so awful , bald but you said i wore cute
when i had just puke in your hands
i guess that makes us friends ?
yeah you painted up the retirement to a castle
and i remember how i walk down the aisle
how you always hand me meds
and how you sat in my bed
it gave me comfort
how we build our own fort
there in the retirement
cuddle up and pick me up like a coffee cup
i like this with you
how you made me feel pretty when i felt like ugly doll
basically like a troll but by your compliment
you made me to heaven sent , again
that makes a friend
i think
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