i remember how i fell out the wheelchair
into your cair and how you pick me up like
an au pair , how you like slide in when i fell
and almost hit the head , again
thats was when i in you saw a friend
not a carrier and how i always float on air
around you , felt so insecure about my appearance
but you kinda fix it when you touch my upper lip
told me i was cute even though i wore bald
mostly i like the way you pick out my outfit
became my stylist and become my makeup artist
thank you for being the , great
and i dont like you to see in this , state
because you so damn perfect but at least i got some poem out of it
dont like the feeling of being isolating which so easy to get
when you sick , how people overlook you and tend to you , forget
but i like those who make me feel like levitating and feel like falling
they a rare bunch , with morals like a soldier , honor like an king
hands like an nurse , costume like an doctor and thanks to you i become stronger
and i know you will be an amazing doc ( and secretly every nurse will love to look at ya ) haha
i never really met somebody with kind inside , morals and honor and i know your parents proud over ya
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