You will always be your own plant
Your own pot, your own stemm, but never mine
And you have your leaves always close to you
wearing them very close without greed
my reflection
but still you're so different
probably a good friend, not wild
having our differences and equivalences, still we're different
your curly hair, your athletic stature
You're a man like me
And I feel something
cannot say what it is
always had the urge to cover it up
Thinking that we will never be something
but thats okay
We can be friends
Me and you in the lesson
Finding the gravel in your voice beautiful
Finding your choice of words smooth
I am your reflection, but so different
talks like me and thinks like me
I read your eyes and write with your quill
still I have my own spin
and you have mine
I have my pot and you have yours
I feel indifferent if I go another way
I feel indifferent if we just have the same lessons.