Misunderstood

           The frown wore on my face isn't a sign of anger.

        Dont get scared because coming my way doesn't mean danger.

The chuckles that burst out that's filled with joy, is a coverup of my heart that's been destroyed.

   The person that your imagining me to be, oh how i wish i could.

But im sorry that's not me you have me misunderstood.

  My expression may show you that im boogie and uptight. But honestly i'm like a shy kitten who wont bite.

    I love back when being loved, I may even pur when being rubbed.

And dont be shy to chitchat i'll sometimes greet you with a hug.

My intentions aren't to be rude and i definetly dont mean to be cruel,

I know that this spring time smile will turn your curiosity into a drool.

The person that your imagining me to be, oh how i wish i could.

   But im sorry that's not me you have me misunderstood.

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