I pour out my insecurities but conceal my anger 

I am the thing you need most but will never appreciate I thunder after your lightning to remind you I hear when you see

You see you hate me but I endear your tear ducts silence subside

The fire in your soul yet you will boast and complain at the same time of having no heartbeat I see deep seated within the burning embers of your the folds at the edges of your scowl

Your anger and weakness which is why I'm always to be your extra strength yet you will never let me be when it is needed 

Your that boy in the back of the class room in the middle column but last row because you've always been stuck somewhere between the the day dreamer ,

Stargazer  boy who has always been the median between his world and the one everyone Else lives in  that's to your right but to your left 

The complete opposite you've got your roughneck the one who acts as if I don't care is the only concept he can relate with 

So nonchalant and laid back it angers you but he's also on yo know never to mess with because the wisdom carried in the mighty fist will do some damage  the one 

Who will only cry thug tears as a release of everything he didn't get to say but wanted to the day before 

You are a stargazing rough neck wannabe got so many stars in your eyes 

You could see and name every constellation and when thug tears fill them you'll see shooting starts fly across his pupils s but I bet if we collected and prices together 

Every word that tripped over your teeth and didnt get the chance to become noted we'd have endless miles of

Constellations