Tiffy Poem by Garrett Nakai

Life Seems To Be Ticking By,
Your 17 Now And Once In Awhile You Get High,
Your Birthday Is January 10th 1996,
Reading This You Know This Took Time,
You Told Me Your Favorite Foods Are Pizza, Burgers And Fries.

Say Things You Know That Won't Make You Cry,
I Know Your Insecure About You And Your Guys,
I Know You Wish That You Could Fly,
I Hope You Don't Get All Up In That Mix,
I'm Sorry If I Don't Got Any Chips.

For Now I Am Going To Call You Tiff,
I Love Your Middle Name Louise,
My Bad If I Got No Riffs,
Your As Sweet As The Honey From The Bees,
I Hope That You Don't Fall To Easily.

I Know You Hate Humans But Just Don't Hate Me,
We Both Choose Who We Want To Be,
I'm Straight And You Said Your Bi-polar,
Life Is Cruel And It Will Get Colder,
So Just Stand Outside In The Solar.

I Know That Sometimes You Want To Sing,
Don't Do Anything You'll Regret,
Make Him Work For That Ring,
I Just Hope Our Futures Are Set,
I'm So Glad That We Met.

And Now This Poem That I Write,
Soon You Will Notice That You Write Too,
Later I'll Say Goodnight,
Even You Know This Is True,
I Hope This Makes You Smile Bright.