You're a bit annoying, I guess
yet you still give your best
You listen to all my troubles
and maybe even if I mumble
you'll still hear the loud echo of my twisted brain
As I tell it all to you, we share the same pain
No matter how we look
elegant or plain
we'll still look the same
for we don't see with our eyes
but with our hearts and our soul
for my guy friends... whooo! reclets are tiring ya know