Days as a youngster may sometimes be tough,
So many barriers, grip up your guard.
Not convinced, who’s your faithful mate,
Or whether you’re chasing, the newest trend.
Well, here’s a tiny bit of help,
Be sincere to yourself, and perpetually be pleasant.
Always endure up, for what you gather,
If there’s a conflict, be cleverer and neglect.
Days as a teenager may surely be crisp,
Yield your feelings, with others at the circle.
Comparable minds you will surely discover,
Be yourself, honorable and compassionate.
Sweetheart, I understand you had a hard day you ain’t believing them midtown lights but I got a pitcher at your chosen spot. It’s waiting for us in the box of ice.
Damn, I didn’t imagine It’d be that apparent cause you are dressing ready, I’m just lying here watching TV.
Here you appear staring like a bred man’s dream damn I can’t deem, I sang to you into sliding down the corridor babe rolling on the playlist you play when you’re in the bath.
Expressed to you driving up our time making up your thought shifting back and forth for an hour, now you are resembling like words from a country tune, I’m staring at that elegant little skirt you got on.
Don’t seize me, shady sweetheart, I adore it. It would be chilling seeing people stare who we are.
How deep will I adore you?
As high as twinklers are above you, and eternal if I can.
How deep will I need you?
As long as the springs need to reflect their view.
How noble will I be with you?
As abundant as the water is laced to shine up the gravel on the coast.
How long I want you?
As long as you crave me to and tarried by far.
How far will I be with you?
As high as your dad told you, as high as you can.
We’re all sailing through moment collectively every day of our lives, all we can prepare is make our best.
Trust and love share a link,
Not for charm, nor a scepter.
Each of us, both we want,
Feed them, like a nursery seed.
Course with no love, something lacks,
To each life, a massive price.
Passion with no growth gently sinks,
It may feel several decades.
Time and emotion has so much charm,
We must relish them, that’s our pledge.
Let’s light our roots, and smoothly yield,
Path and affection will be very rosy.
I’m believing that you will reach to your thoughts and
make me your’s, presently or following, because of this
one-way mania, ain’t amusing anymore.
Maybe being in check of their confusion wind
your intention away, I’m hugging you, I’m crazy to be your
only vote and you’d have to stay.
Maybe when you are mine, I’ll be your ideal
agitation, yeah; I wouldn’t complain that it’s holding
you so high to let me in.
Take my fist and lead alone, as I share with you my poem
My spirit is full of suspicion and words will leave me, you were higher
than the tree but the birds will take me.
I’ll drop below before you could come snatch me, and I can observe it
in your heart that the bear got the award and there is no door to close
You never really identify the real quality of someone’s nature until the path gets unsteady.