Happiness comes when special things come,
Special Things come when you have a good attitude,
Good Attitudes come with good people,
Good People come when you are a friend,
Friends come when you are in need of cheerfulness,
Need of Cheerfulness comes when you are sad,
Sadness comes when you act a certain way towards people,
Certain ways of acting towards people come with the way you were raised,
The way you are raised comes from your parents life-style,
Your parents' life-style comes from being in a relationship,
Being in a relationship comes from good people around you,
That good person should be YOU!
My heart blazes for you like Saturn blazes from gases.
The fire in my heart will soon die out , only to be re-lit by your embrace.
For your embrace,I can imagine, is like being re-united with your long-lost sibling, warm,cozy,and tight.
I love you like bark loves trees,which is a lot.
But what I want you to know most is that I'm tired of the lies,the calling of names.
For I know you're joking,but it's embarrassing.
To stick with you would be like paper with glue.
Unlike being with someone else that would be like cotton sticking to a glue stick,it wouldn't last long.
Like boots without rain,clouds without a sun ,like rainbows without colors,or like the Earth without God.
I just want to be with you.
Like a ladder wants to be with steps, like a wheel wants to be with a car,like a ball wants to be with air Like a nucleus wants to be associated with an atom.
I'm tired of ignoring it, I'm gonna face it.
I like you enough to write this about you.
The lies of you are like walking in someone else's shoes.
They hurt like needles in skin.
They make others laugh and ask questions.
People embarrass, like lamp lights go out.
I don't want to face it,
I want to embrace it!
It's like tight jeans, uncomfortable.
It's 5:25pm and I'm getting tired of this constant necessity.
This necessity comes from wanting to enjoy new things because that's what I did when I met you.
You're gone now so I want to do this all over again.
By this I mean running into an old friend that I once had feelings for.
I'll just have to "grin and bear it" untill I can find the "right" person.
For now all I can do is write this.
Many a time people have lied to me about liking me.
Now it's over I want people who "like" me to say it to my face.
It's time to break free, time to be who I want to be.
It's now 5:35pm and I'm done with trying to be someone else.
Special Things come when you have a good attitude,
Good Attitudes come with good people,
Good People come when you are a friend,
Friends come when you are in need of cheerfulness,
Need of Cheerfulness comes when you are sad,
Sadness comes when you act a certain way towards people,
Certain ways of acting towards people come with the way you were raised,
The way you are raised comes from your parents life-style,
Your parents' life-style comes from being in a relationship,
Being in a relationship comes from good people around you,
That good person should be YOU!
My heart blazes for you like Saturn blazes from gases.
The fire in my heart will soon die out , only to be re-lit by your embrace.
For your embrace,I can imagine, is like being re-united with your long-lost sibling, warm,cozy,and tight.
I love you like bark loves trees,which is a lot.
But what I want you to know most is that I'm tired of the lies,the calling of names.
For I know you're joking,but it's embarrassing.
To stick with you would be like paper with glue.
Unlike being with someone else that would be like cotton sticking to a glue stick,it wouldn't last long.
Like boots without rain,clouds without a sun ,like rainbows without colors,or like the Earth without God.
I just want to be with you.
Like a ladder wants to be with steps, like a wheel wants to be with a car,like a ball wants to be with air Like a nucleus wants to be associated with an atom.
I'm tired of ignoring it, I'm gonna face it.
I like you enough to write this about you.
The lies of you are like walking in someone else's shoes.
They hurt like needles in skin.
They make others laugh and ask questions.
People embarrass, like lamp lights go out.
I don't want to face it,
I want to embrace it!
It's like tight jeans, uncomfortable.
It's 5:25pm and I'm getting tired of this constant necessity.
This necessity comes from wanting to enjoy new things because that's what I did when I met you.
You're gone now so I want to do this all over again.
By this I mean running into an old friend that I once had feelings for.
I'll just have to "grin and bear it" untill I can find the "right" person.
For now all I can do is write this.
Many a time people have lied to me about liking me.
Now it's over I want people who "like" me to say it to my face.
It's time to break free, time to be who I want to be.
It's now 5:35pm and I'm done with trying to be someone else.
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