Sometimes I don't know what to do
He's amazing but he's a little misunderstood
I cry for no reason, but my reason is good.
I stand for my morals, but I'd fall if I could.
He's sweet, but roothless when he's mad,
He's broken and angry and sometimes sad.
I have to be here for if I left he'd be done,
and I'm scared I'd melt in the never ending sun.
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