• utkarshhsing 22w

    Nice Guy

    Just like some other guy there was him
    He's confused but calm
    Balancing with own arms.
    Something is really wrong
    He's still holding on.
    Can't complain
    Because he's a tough guy he says
    Never cried in late night he says
    There's a lot he says
    There's even a lot which he doesn't say
    Which he can never.

    He's confused. About everything
    Not just his existence. But Ours
    Why? He asks
    But like everytime
    Nothing sparks.

    Yah he messes things up too
    Yah he isn't perfect too
    All you should remember
    All the things he shows are a lie
    Still
    He'll always be a nice guy.
    Šutkarshhsing