Gaid'zin

Funny enough

My mom always used to call me bug

I was out where the creatures roam

Forming my own creative biome

And it was quiet

And it was sweet

The gentle grass was soft beneath my feet

And I told myself

The sticks and stones were enough

And sometimes I believe that still

Until it's late

And I question if my fate

Is really just this

A quiet boy with only love to give himself

Creatures in a little doodle book

I called them Gaid'zin

And although no one else in my life

Could ever quite get it

To me they were special

When I never could fit in

They listened to quiet

And it was sweet

The gentle grass was soft beneath my feet

And I told myself

The sticks and stones were enough

And sometimes I believe that still

Until it's late

And I question if my fate

Is really just this

A quiet boy with only love to give himself

I have so much love to give myself

Why won't I let myself love myself

I have so much love to give myself

Why won't I let myself love myself