I'm gonna tell you about one of my brothers from another mother. How much this feeling has been disturbing me these recently few days, and how today I've finally found the reason why. Mind to read?
I met him in this new home of mine, and as the time goes by some things get me emotionally feeling closer to him. Coincidentally, there is something attached between us yet still I can't manage my words to say. I recall what we've done and, I feel like I've known a lot about him.
He is a bad boy, too bad that his mom can't even handle him. Cigars are his best friends while he drives in drunk. He lost his way home. He does what he likes, fuck with anybody dislikes. His brain would work, but sometimes he doesn't use it well. He barely says he cares, but he shows in every unexpected way. He never shows what he's really feeling inside, regardless people knowing that he's fine. He needs someone to hold on. And know what, if the word 'boy' could be changed into 'girl' and pronounce 'he' could be changed into 'she', that is me myself do look like.
I'm likely looking on the glass, that's why I care about him like I do to myself.
I don't know but this enough distracts me lately. I mean, at least I can still put myself on the track yet it's kinda miserable. And he can't. And... don't know why I can't let it be. I sincerely have no other feeling but to care, that best friend in need is best friend indeed.
Sit back, relax, and... have a save drive.
I met him in this new home of mine, and as the time goes by some things get me emotionally feeling closer to him. Coincidentally, there is something attached between us yet still I can't manage my words to say. I recall what we've done and, I feel like I've known a lot about him.
He is a bad boy, too bad that his mom can't even handle him. Cigars are his best friends while he drives in drunk. He lost his way home. He does what he likes, fuck with anybody dislikes. His brain would work, but sometimes he doesn't use it well. He barely says he cares, but he shows in every unexpected way. He never shows what he's really feeling inside, regardless people knowing that he's fine. He needs someone to hold on. And know what, if the word 'boy' could be changed into 'girl' and pronounce 'he' could be changed into 'she', that is me myself do look like.
I'm likely looking on the glass, that's why I care about him like I do to myself.
I don't know but this enough distracts me lately. I mean, at least I can still put myself on the track yet it's kinda miserable. And he can't. And... don't know why I can't let it be. I sincerely have no other feeling but to care, that best friend in need is best friend indeed.
Sit back, relax, and... have a save drive.
