My Friend, Na

When I kiss, I kiss really hard;
When I kick, I kick so bad.
You whom I kiss so hard;
I think you should be glad;
If you’re not, I will be so sad.

About your dancing,
I tell you the opposite of what I mean.
To underpin that line,
I tell you I must be kiddin this time.
You say it must be a hyperbole;
I say it must be an irony.

Sugar, spice, and everything nice,
That’s what you are without thinking twice.
You suspect I’m using irony or hyperbole;
My friend that’s the plain truth I can say.
You don’t believe me so
Coz why you’re such a jilted jo.
Never forget that life is a see-saw;
Now you see, now you don’t, you don’t know
At the end of the corner, the right one is just waiting for you.

You hate you’re such a pessimist;
Why don’t you love being an optimist?
The optimist sees the doughnut;
The pessimist sees the hole.
The hole: the pain, the pang that makes life miserable;
The doughnut: the light, the love that makes life beautiful.