sweetly kinda psycho, so what

so, sweetly kinda psycho
on the good side, for you
what was i supposed to be, do?
hit me like a flood, unexpected
cuz you're god damn divinity, detected

no one else, as in ever, like you
all your weird ass wonderful
yeah, through all the bullshit,
shined through

your chill, your changes
your sweet fuck deranges
your troubles, your concerns
stole my heart and made it burn

all the stuff, you, so into
so much knowledge,
so beautiful, the view
your electric eyes, so alive, so true

sometimes sulky, sometimes sad
often full of kindness,
etched underneath,
sweet rebel boy, bad

bad in a way, so fucking good
a recipe to make
my fellow inner psycho swoon
as it should...

we were a team,
together, yin, yang
loved listening to your shit
stories of the latest crazy chic
that you banged

i believed in you like no any, other
so what if i dreamed i coulda been
you're preferred
psycho partner in crime, lover

just a bent way of saying
i love you like no ever, other
cried a shit ton a buckets
when you left, crazy brother

cuz i hadn't felt so fucking happier,
It's true
than just getting to be,
around, on the daily
you, a real part of your life,
so fuck you

for taking off and going
like cutting me in half and blowing
outta here, off, and away, you did go
and along with ya,
you took a piece of my heart, my soul

i don't want it back
i just want you
around, as in always
cuz no one motherfucker
holds a candle or compares to you

so any other derick
would just be some false flag,
generic
so don't gimme that shit
"wouldn't have to change the shirt"
I'm well aware, sometimes you're a jerk

but that works for me,
cuz all i care, just be you
just know i can all take your blows
that's my job, as the real thing
whatever ya wanna call me
cuz i know, can feel, holy help us..

in your own psycho way
you kinda, sorta, bent, like/love me too
doesn't mean anything defined,
more than the words mean,
matter to you
I'm good with watcha got,
as long as whatever it is,
just feels right, rings as true

and that's ok, cuz nobody cares
it was just us, all those months
you, poor bastard, driving us
to god knows, "what now", where

and all those people,
they're now gone
but who's fought to stick around,
for you, the haul, long
yeah, that's me
cuz i know what i see
the coolest, craziest,
magic man around

so just embrace it, and face it
the fellow, good psycho bent love
ya found...

so I'll calm down
or I'll pep up
ya got the good shit with me
cuz I'll do, and be,
whatever you need, want

not cuz I'm some phony ass fake
cuz what ya don't seem to understand
"the effect" is cuz there was a real
give and take

we just worked,
and fit
no forced, no feigned shit
you struck me, didn't fuck me
but who needs, that cuz ya still
entered, plucked me

of all my garbage, all my blind
its rare, and ya know it
two psycho's like us
american, and meeting, through fate
our own, one of a motherfucking
"no one else like us",
strange, sweet,
beautifully removed kind.


bowen hart roselli
23 september 2020
ringwald love