Look at those matted strands upon your head
Spots on your face like a dalmatian
Your knees knock knocking while you clamber
down the street
You ! Yea you
I see you
How can you hold your head so high ?
Who do you think you are ?
Better than me ? Haha !
So i flip my hair and storm away but,
Trip over the concrete
You turn around to extend you hand
I stare at how your eyes gleam
With one smile you shine at me
My chest is open,