Not liking those lyrics
Was no more the type
We were not outside for it
I thought about the thing
What was exactly the essence.
My mind was showing best
It doesn’t for once make sense
In the pineapple farm.
He was not my type
Exquisite and bright
Applying in the glide
I slide in and out.
I moved out of the square centre because he was talking out of agenda, his intuition was far from point. I knew what was to come next, because I have been in a place like that before, where someone makes a speech and it did resonate with what people thought was going to happen.
So, when i let home, I got the text from my friend, and he told me what comes out of the gathering, I should have leave place with him, if only he was there when I left, but he was on his way coming to the square centre, what more, his ring when I called, but he didn’t picked up.
Although he let me know it was because he was in a vehicle, and it was tight in there, and he wanted to respond to the call when he get down, or he called back.
But before that I was already at home, and that was how he told me the happening, the harassment was something else, and does not want to go to an event like that some other time.
Likewise me, because troubles isn’t food, but happy and harmony is the awesome.