i am that boy
I am that boy who is kind, sweet, silly and all
I always carried a smile that stretches my lips about a mile
walking near my folks
telling jokes
tall in height
always a delight seeing me on the spotlight
I am wild as a child
my face punches with expressions
a honest man that never needs a confession
so happy no wear near of shedding any tears
my compassion overthrows all my fears
I am that boy that you assume that I had never struggle a innocent boy that'll never get in trouble.
I have a blooming mind
that only vision things others cant like if they were blind
my ideas florist and sprouts as if it was a forest
there house is my head and knowledge is the way they get fed
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