To My Cousin

Sitting in a Starbucks with you

I’m excited cos I think you’re pretty cool

I think you’re also kinda pretty

And I think on the eyes, im pretty easy, too

I know you see me differently

I know you’re only 20

I behold a baby before me

That’s ok; you’ll have one on me when I’m 40

I have lots of fun

I’m scared you want to run

Your eyes and ways rather disarm me

I’m scared that you’re scared cos you rather charm me

I can only be me, you can only be you

Sitting in this Starbucks, just us 2

I jump, you snap, I am silly

And in the end, we’ll always be family

(I know that I am different

And I can’t help it.

But grandpa’s just up the road

So you won’t get too cold on your walk home)