Honestly
Some days
I curl
And somedays
I think
And somedays
I wander
And somedays
I desire
And somedays
I want
And somedays
I think
And somedays
It’s you
And somedays
It’s not
Are you
Okay with
That with
Me honestly
Honestly
Some days
I curl
And somedays
I think
And somedays
I wander
And somedays
I desire
And somedays
I want
And somedays
I think
And somedays
It’s you
And somedays
It’s not
Are you
Okay with
That with
Me honestly
We are
Only our
Worst things
To each
Other we
Are friends
And enimies
We are
The best
And the
Worst can
We not
Be friends
One day
When you’re
Older and
Reflect you’ll
Think of
Today this
Tipping point
This day
When this
Or that
Made the
Difference when
A cause
Or an
Opinion meant
More than
Our ideas
You papi
Are amazing
You look
At me
And wonder
You carve
Up a
Box
Are you
Perfect not
Really am
I perfect
Not really
So why
Don’t we
These imperfect
Persons be
Just be