How to be the suit and tie of your colours.
To rhyme the truth that my tongue covers.
How to walk the shoes that crush my dark molars.
To matriculate at your heart for honors.
Teach me, woman.
How to be a man, many a man can't be.
My request to you, woman... Mould me in desired shapes. Sculpt me to be a symbol of maturity, to know that you have a heart that crave for care.. Teach me to be different, to tell the truth, to reveal it with actions..
