Clickbait

Nowadays people do clickbait

Wearing Apple to look like a slick mate

Don’t want to settle, just want a quick date

Write a fake title to get their week paid

Too smart for your own good

Talk about your art when it’s not the mood

Better go to k mart to give you some k foods

You’ll be the Mozart, be the Robinhood

Reasons come after the fact

Treasons come after the pact

Seasons become abstract

Watson writes after he acts

Play to win so don’t over think

Pay to win so start offer things

Pray to sin so let the thrill sink in

Prey is seen so let the scene begin

love's next of kin

I thought I was broken

So I made a quick run through the continent

Expecting myself to become different

You reminded me I didn’t need to be what I hadn’t

We don’t finish each other sentences

Talk mostly in past tense

Pretend there is no pretence

Presently, I still enjoy your presence

Asking whys, giving advices

Wonder why I was shy

We could have talk till sunrise

You cook a dish and I’ll make the rice

Is there such a thing

Like loving without having?

Maybe we can call it

Something like love’s next of kin

Number 1 Friend

It started when I was giving a speech in the class

I was worried but I saw a nod from the mass

It came from you probably out of habit

But it helped me a little more than a bit

You told me that world isn’t as pretty as I wanted to

But I only dream of one wife and kids of two

Yes I know the problem with my statement above

By now you should know I like pointing at pointless stuff

We’ve been friends for the longest time

I might not be reliable throughout all the time

But I am just playing my part in our relationship

As the innocence who relies on your tips

You left me alone in Tabona

I’ll mention this every then and now

To make you feel guilty now and then

Just because you’re my number 1 friend

Again

I remember making the same mistake

Looking regretful on the things I break

Requesting for another take

But I knew what I needed was a break

I thought we were the same

Loving friends more than fame

But while you take the blame

I was just playing a game

Nothing good comes from being stuck

It’s rather childish if I keep blaming my luck

And it would be a lie if I say I don’t give a fuck

I am going to start running even if it’s sucks

Each day I knew you better

You keep changing for better

I am not going to tell you how to be better

But burn that calories and you will feel better

I remember making the same mistake

Looking regretful again on the things I break

Requesting yet again for another take

But I knew better what I needed was a break

Moron

He gave me his favorite crayon

I told him he was a moron

He thought I hate his crayon

Now I think about it, I was the moron

I am twenty-three and more than ready

I’ve got a degree and money is steady

I am not lonely, but I am afraid of going crazy

Social pressure is killing me

It’s not hard to bring me joys

I don’t require romantic ploys

Just be a little richer than me because I need my toys

A little older than me because I can’t handle boys

My friend told me it’s going to be beautiful

Maybe I am playing my card a little too careful

Maybe I should join a club or go back to school

I am starting to sound like a fool

He gave me his favorite crayon

I told him he was a moron

Should have taken his crayon

I miss that moron