Would you be my friend if I asked you?

Would you say yes and pull through?

Would you look me in the eyes and spill your heart?

And tell me the words that might keep us apart?

Would you hurt me intentionally and make me cry

And forget all about me with time passing by?

Would you dance to my music if I played the guitar?

Would you remember my voice if I called you from afar?

Would you risk your life to save mine?

Would you still consider me the world’s greatest designer?

Would you give me your whole heart or just half of it?

Just to prove to me you are not cold-hearted.

To the questions I’d ask, how would you reply?

Would you respond freely, or would you deny?

I was telling the truth without any bias.