YOU.

i used to think of you. you were sweet, and still.
we are close, if i can say.

you are the one that always teach me bad things.
you ask me about bad things, that i technically don't wanna know.
you have everything, but sometimes people like you, but they like you if you change.
for me, don't change. be the way you are.
how can i make you see that i like you the way you are?
just the way it is.

if you are a jerk, be a jerk.
a bastard, be a bastard. be everything that you wanna be.
i'll accept you. just the way it is.

you, you taught me that i must believe in myself, i must hear what my heart says.
"of course, don't listen to them, listen to your heart."
i believe in.
but of course, i never your jerky, meany, and bastardy things.
but the point is, you taught me lots of things my friend.

i miss you friends.