He looked depressed as usual today
I cant tell he doesn't want to play
Maybe he'll feel better later
Maybe he is mad at a hater
Maybe its his mom again
It could be his soccer games
The way he is walking
The way he is talking
I know he is wronged
Its not my place to belong
But I swear i demand justice for him
Whatever is wrong ill work with it
If its a girl trying to get him down
Ill turn her smirk into a frown
Ill smack a mom if it makes him better
Ill even send a poem letter
Anything to keep mystery man happy
Ill try not to get all sappy
I hope he lightens up a bit
Ill try to help him get over it
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Author:
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