Languages
We speak the same languages
That’s all that it is
It’s not the skin or the anatomy that comes within
It’s the way that we argue over something small
Then after a few minutes, forget it all
It’s the way we use our telepathy to talk
from across the room
we would do anything to keep up through
and through these tongues, it keeps us together
In any kind of weather, even if we’re apart we end
Up sticking together.
We speak the same languages
It’s just that simple
It only means that we’ve found someone
who is our equal
Maybe even more, we might be one
Through the signs from our hands
A moment for the two
Demonstrating more of our unity
Our friendship, our best friendship
That’s all that this is coming to
And if you’re still not understanding
Then you may never, cause this is My slang
My poetry
My tongue
My argument
My unnatural ability
Comprehensible for another
My equal, they understand
And is probably the only one
who speaks the same languages as me.