I'm sorry I can't be the brave boy that you'd like to present to the world. I was never one to say I was a strong one.
No no no. I'm just afraid that I'll never be able to say I was strong enough to not cry. I'm just a baby like that.
The small one in the purple shirt. The boy whose eyes tell a story of hope and abuse. Can you really hold him?
Oh the nights passed under neon lights and throbbing music that stimulates the heartbeat. The heartbeat that is a substitute for the one that he has been yearning for.
Don't ask me to be everything. Its hard enough to feel secure in the things I can do. I'll always disappoint if you want me to be perfection. I'm no bottled up jinn.
I've searched my heart and along the scars I found beauty. This gem has flaws. Do you still want it? Polish me with your kisses.
Know that I am happy. The uncertainty of life is why the game is worth playing. But I only know how to do things whole heartedly, so do not doubt my intentions. I'll only promise you that I'll give it all I am. And the peices of our broken hearts can create something more beautiful than all the galleries could ever hope to show.
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