Who Is You - I Is Me
Sometimes lazy, but an interesting soul.
Not heard fully, but attempts to get his thoughts out.
Charming, but not so much verbally.
His fingers do all the talking; on the black and white ivories.
He bites his fingers when anxious and hides the scars.
The world through his eyes is both beautiful and terrible.
Viewpoints and feelings are kept within.
Headphones stay in his ears.
People gravitate towards him because he can do things:
Jitterbugging, composition, and his character is phenomenal.
He ain’t romantic.
He does not want to be distracted and gets annoyed easily.
Questions are his favorite.
He’s relatable and easy to communicate with.
Gentle and comedic, but awkwardly genuine.
He’s too white for the blacks and too black for the whites.
He doesn’t discriminate.
He loves everyone.
He wants to make some kind of change:
Whether supported or not.
He sticks to his guns,
Not a gun.
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