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You're growing fonder of me, I can tell. But the position I'm in hurts like hell. I love you. I really think I do. It may have always been there, or maybe it's something new. We have nothing in common, you and I. And to say I didn't care would be a lie. We're just brown. Together, in this white town. That's the only reason you have me around. You're cocky and scholastic. genius and bombastic. Capable of being more Than the school system's ***** I hope you discover all that life has in store. I love you. But I hate the things you do. I don't want to be your mom. I try hard to remain calm. Even if I think this path is wrong. You overt your eyes in the hall And it drives me up the wall Your dark hair and dark eyes. The need for normal will be our demise. Being brown friends is no compromise. That's why I'm so hard on you. Even though I don't mean to. You're too busy with applications And pursuing dull aspirations You're lack of time for love fuels my frustration. But for now I'll shut my mouth. Let your plan play out. I'll find other things for us to talk about. Like how brown we are.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 3:06 AM UTC
Big Boy Beltran
You're growing fonder of me, I can tell. But the position I'm in hurts like hell. I love you. I really think I do. It may have always been there, or maybe it's something new. We have nothing in common, you and I. And to say I didn't care would be a lie. We're just brown. Together, in this white town. That's the only reason you have me around. You're cocky and scholastic. genius and bombastic. Capable of being more Than the school system's ***** I hope you discover all that life has in store. I love you. But I hate the things you do. I don't want to be your mom. I try hard to remain calm. Even if I think this path is wrong. You overt your eyes in the hall And it drives me up the wall Your dark hair and dark eyes. The need for normal will be our demise. Being brown friends is no compromise. That's why I'm so hard on you. Even though I don't mean to. You're too busy with applications And pursuing dull aspirations You're lack of time for love fuels my frustration. But for now I'll shut my mouth. Let your plan play out. I'll find other things for us to talk about. Like how brown we are.
I know you stare at me in class.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 3:06 AM UTC
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