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Two Boys

I made those two boys so happy,

I didn't even do a damn thing.


I just talked to them, like a normal human being would.

But they were happy just to be in company of a lovely girl.


I guess they never have the pleasure of talking to a live one,

Since they live in a world of the un-dead, nodding in the basement


Why can't you let me make you happy like that?

Does the sight of me send you into throes of ecstasy?

Or have you simply been spoiled by too many beautiful things?


Let your indifference be a cruel myth.

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