Filed under: amis
May not fit the mold
May not do what I’m told
Will not be swayed by the things that they might say
They may have had their doubts
No matter what I’ve found
I have held my ground
Look at me, I’m still around
Glad for the meet-up with you babe.
And, yes babe, at least we’re happy living day by day.
And for sure we’re skipping our way to that paraiso.
Them?
Bets they’re just masquerading those pretty smiles, and those cara?
They’re never irreversible.
Believe me, for every of your punto,
it’s only visible to their naked eyes,
but never to those who appreciate the best of you.
For, deep rooted, their tiny little corzaon are always craving for some carino
while painstakingly regretted savouring that last laugh.
I know you read this.
Hope that helps.
Beep me if you need down it.
Take care =)
