Whenever you're around
There doesn't seem to be enough oxygen
Whenever you're around
The happiness I have breaks through from within
The sun supplies the human race with life
But it spews out the recipe for beauty
I guess you must have created that recipe
Because you are five times more than just a cutie
When you're not around
I'm trying to think of clever stanzas
When you're not around
Everyone but me seems like their at a Quanza
The message I'm trying to send
Is seeming really forced and fake
But, that's because all these emotions I feel
Are way more than I can take
When I try to talk to you
I can't find the right words in my head
But, then I think about it later
And I beat myself for all of the stuff left unsaid
I can usually interpret my thoughts
But, you've made them as dysfunctional as Cleverbot
