Great lad…why am I always never a great bad lad…? Always half the smile I thought could be, Never the finished product you see on the T.V…. Time doesn’t berate you, I never did, that is I don’t think… Years will never hate you. So I’m told…. But it all come down to the never ever spoken seams the dream that can never be untangled the break apart to be untangled. I never ever mangled, the incline to see the fractured word that chime I can’t do this it’s unkind. Can’t take the empathy no more, but I’ll miss the tilted head tomorrow I’m sure. Content, content, it’s normal that’s how I’m supposed to live, but fractured seams and hopes and dreams don’t shrivel down a sieve. Great lad…why am I always never a great bad lad…? Always half the smile I thought could be, Never the finished product you see on the T.V…. Time doesn’t berate you, I never did, that is I don’t think… Years will never hate you. So I’m told…. I……can’t…..be….the….one…I have to… But I know that all I am….is the one I’ve always been….. Great lad…why am I always never a great bad lad…? Always half the smile I thought could be, Never the finished product you see on the T.V…. Time doesn’t berate you, I never did, that is I don’t think…And I’ll I have is this.
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