Why we never talk the same

we speak some words

About life and work

in this life I smile

sometimes I dream because I'm poor

I need inside me

Maybe I'm not perfect

but I'm your friend to

I don't like lies

take my hand

One day we walk again

can be great
Or worst

If I kiss you first

I know that I miss you

and arguing

But I'm not perfect
and not perfect also to me