He's the kinda guy,
Who looks awake,
When he's asleep.

He's the kinda guy,
Who looks insane,
When he's crying.

He's the kinda guy,
Who looks beautiful,
When he's bleeding.

He's the kinda guy,
Who can laugh,
When he's upset.

He's the kinda guy,
Who only thinks of others,
When he's dying inside.

He's the kinda guy,
Who is energetic,
When he's disabled.

He's the kinda guy,
Who is intelligent,
When he is dumb.

He's the kinda guy,
Who makes life worth it,
When it's ripping you apart.

He's the kinda guy,
Who I can love,
When I can only hate.