ballad

i blame you for my red converse.

i blame you for my deeper parts breaking free

i thank you for all the kisses

i thank you for all the hugs, and the touch in general.

i thank you for taking a part of my youth.

cause thats what you did, turned my 16th year to a big daydream. some of it actually heppend. some didn't.

what didn't i hate you for. what did i am forever greatfull for. but still you will just be a boy.

a boy in the background. i will be in the front always. to bad for you i am to young to die.

and to bad for me i am to thoughtful to live.