Best Friend

“Hey Kenley”, words spoken from soft lips, The curve of her smile corresponds with her hips. “Nice Tits”, I think, while they press on my chess… During a hug, but it fades when we hear footsteps, Diamond studs pierced up, right below a fresh cut. So fly, he’s buckled up; Me thinking “What the f-ck?” He’s like a superstar, without the crowd and applause, I can’t see to find his flaw, I clench my jaws because… I’m not the boyfriend, I’m the best friend “I love him so much”, I know who him is… I HATE him! Screw him! Shut up Kenley, You wish him were you, That’s True… She’s online! Oh my god, I’m so happy! Then I feel crappy, cause after a while; she ain’t chat me… Status says “I Love talking to him”… She’s not talking to me Damn, I hate… and wanna be him, that’s called jealousy But I’m Kenley! I have everything but you, that’s not enough It’s really tough… but I gotta suck it up, because… I’m not the boyfriend, I’m the best friend (20 West)