It's the way he looks at me,
How I wish that he might see,
Something more than who I am,
Something not so...bad.
It's the way he smiles,
That makes me want to run for miles.
Maybe if he opens his eyes
He will see me.
Look a little harder, boy,
Stare into my eyes,
I know you feel demise,
Please set it aside.
Look a little harder, boy,
I promise that in me,
There is something you can see.
If you try.
Because I, I, I, I, I,
I promise to love you,
Yes I do.
Because yo-o-o-o-ou,
Please promise to love me,
And I'll love you, too.
I'm more than just a no one
Who pretends to be someone else.
I'm more than just an old stuffed toy
Lying broken on a dusty shelf.
Look a little harder, boy,
Stare into my eyes!
I know you feel demise,
Please set it aside.
Look just a bit harder, boy!
I promise,
There's more in me...
Than you can see...
Just look a little harder, boy.
More Picklez songs turned into WC poetry. Yes, this is Squirrelflight about Brambleclaw. Get it? Got it? Good.