I can do what I want do,
I can eat with who I want to,
I can be friends with who I want to,
I am not your property.
There are moments where you hate me,
there are moments where you like me normally,
there are moments where you adore me,
but at all times I am your property.
I realize this now,
and I just want to tell you,
and even though,
I'm a friend you own,
you don't need to be my boss.
So when I want to,
and when I need to,
and when I feel to,
I will go for it.
I will eat with someone,
I will talk with someone,
don't worry it's just a day,
but you have me as a property,
to make you popular.
You think I'm stupid,
so l'll vote for you,
I will chose you,
best for everything.
But now it's gone,
I already know,
and who cares who I'll eat with tomorrow.
You sometimes hate me,
you sometimes like me,
I don't get it.
You enjoy talking with me,
you enjoy playing with me.
But when it comes for the time to talk about secrecy,
but when it comes to the time to talk about friendship,
you hate me.
You don't tell me,
but you do at that moment.
You stay quiet,
you stay mysterious,
waiting for ME to ask "What's wrong"
waiting for ME to be the bad one in the fight,
which confuses me round and round and round,
until I don't know what I'm arguing about.
I don't get it,
I am stuck,
and I want to know it!
I want to get it!
Can't you explain?
Why do you care if I am small?
Why do you care if I am slim?
Why do you care if I look cute?
Why do you care?
Why do you say that I am shy?
Why do you say that I am childish?
Why do you say that?
I may be small,
I may be slim,
I may look cute.
But you don't know my personality,
you just guess it from my phsicality.
I am shy,
a bit,
yes it's true.
And?
Why do you care?
I am an object with an eye,
and I can remember anything I see pass by,
what am I?
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