* The two side of him

He is day’s high
Not curing of moral or time
Laughing and smilin’
Flirting and being
Fuck who is seeing

Then it changes
The world finds him
Like dieing, just hiding
He drifts away

Him, the other him
That speaks without thought
And moves uneasily
Now, lies to all he sees

Come back old boy
Know not that morality
Play and grin, again