Busy bird

Busy bird that’s what you are because I cannot love you 

there is only one person I love and people wonder who 

Cause they’ve never met you since you are always at work 

“Hey isn’t there that person you like, why do you like them? They don’t even hang out with aren’t you hurt?” 

People can’t know that I am the busy bird 

That you do not love me, I love you my feelings are the one that lurk 

I am always doing something and by the time I am back 

you are with your other friends and my heart starts to crack 

I’ve always wanted this to be more than some silly game 

But I know that you’ll most likely never feel the same 

  • Author: Hoolihooli (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 28th, 2022 08:11
  • Category: Sad
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  • bellflower

    See hanging out is no problem. That helps to know each other better. See disguise games are polluting thoughts. Everyone has a threshold bearance level. One should take care of this.
    No one is this busy that they cannot take out time for their loved one. Quality time is one of the ways of showing love.

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