So I was at work today watching the kids play. They're definitely some of biggest forms of inspiration, their imaginations are just sooo HUGE!!
He stands alone, and yet completely unafraid.
He plays by himself because no one else cares,
they don't see him, don't hear him, don't know him.
He doesn't exist to anyone else but me.
He walks alone, and talks to only himself.
He's smiling ever so awkwardly, no one else can see,
the secret thoughts inside his head, they're just for him.
He's not just my imagination.
He's not alone, I'll look up at him,
we'll share a glance, a cheeky grin,
For the first time I'll see him and he'll see me,
we'll see each other and know that its going to be ok.
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i like this, its cute
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