It's not okay what happened the other day.
It's not okay that I feel this way.
It's not okay that I don't wanna come today.
It's not okay that I feel a decay.
But it's okay.
It's okay because you're still my friend.
It's okay because it's not the end.
It's okay because you know the message I would send.
It's okay because my feelings have warped and bend;
It's okay because I'll eventually mend.
There's another that I have feelings for;
But I don't know if that's the right door.
I don't want to ruin another great friendship or two;
I'll just get along even if I like you.
So as much as my teen hormones vibe;
I'm gonna set myself aside.
So as much as I want to shoot my Cupid arrow and bow;
I really don't wanna set myself up again on Death's row.
And I'm sorry that I've been so fragmented as of now;
But I'm just confused about my identity and I'm not in the know of how.
How it is; I do these things to us and myself, and to you and her and us all.
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Psychology Anthology:Optus Jargon
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