||come dance||

this ones for the sweet hearts, the sweet hearts like me,
those who risk their life and commit, whole-heartedly.

the fools that think being rejected means not being good enough,
the ones that wear a natural depression, anxiety, insecurities n' then some.

the ones who get suicidal; bout dyin early they don't really bother,
cause the soul they dedicated themselves to found another.

there's good news if you survive what you going through,
the day it ends your bad mood) ain't no one gon have nothin' on you.

basted in every single technique of self-hate, for years) you curate.
fine fine) sauteed if you vegan or like eat only stuff like carrot. ||xD||

and emerge you did somehow still alive. cause you strived,
to be just normal again; to stop behaving in a manner deprived.

cause you have food, clothes and shelter; but purpose can be defeating,
we're the sorest of losers when a breakup comes knocking.

when my rut came and yes just like you girls we males have them too,
I isolated myself in order to preserve; cause touch alters my hue.

so if you wanna be as vivid as basmati,
stop comparin' and come dance with me.

lets talk about the simplicities of life cause that's where its at,
by 'it' I mean - comfort under skin. something the immature lack.

and if you ever doubt I'm too good for my age,
remind yourself your comparison is your cage.

||come dance||