Gaymo

When I look at you
I don't know what to do
I feel I'm less than you
And lost without a clue
I don't mind that you keep my clothes forever
'Cause everything you touch of mine
Seems purified and new

I am touched by all your silly love stories
Even though they're never about me

When I go to sleep
I dream of golden pillows
A golden bleached of white
The color of your hair
I don't mind that I feel you look down upon me
'Cause I am just a boy you said
With growing up to do

I would talk forever if every word I said
Would make you laugh until you'd cry

Lollipops with silver fairied polka dots
Is all I ever wanted to come from you

Everybody's cool except for me