I haven't changed, am still the kid you knew
one heard by an entire world but understood by few
Am still the guy that would go the extra mile
crying on the inside yet donning a smile
the lad that had no sense of style
one whose number was never on your dial
who never went a day without showing you some love
albeit you thought you were far beyond what he did deserve
that kid you only remembered in times of crisis
who was your favorite after class tutor
the one who always vivisected the impossible essays
but who seemingly had more of a past but no future...
who barely made it to second, let alone first class
one you assured had nothing it takes to date any lass
yet always had your back and handled you gingerly like Glass
Am still that lad at whom you'd crazily hoot
and smile nonchalantly cruising off while he went the foot...
the kid obsessed with romance books
only thing ached for beyond that being your charming looks
the kid who whimpered at the mere mention of calculus
whose sweaty limbs, touching, you thought was ridiculous
Am still that kid that would never stop flirting
one in whom you found a lot of pleasure hurting
making jokes of how impotent it was having the hots
for you, who was never man enough to you for the shorts
with a brief height you found revolting
whose flowery adorations you found insulting...
that kid you often estranged
Am still that kid, nothing's changed ..