You're like a robot,
Freezing like an iceberg,
But after a while,
You're really nice.
While everyone thinks you're a jerk,
I think they haven't met,
The real you yet,
Like I have.
Being with you,
For so many years,
Feels rough yet nice,
A robust person indeed.
You're more for machines,
Than people themselves,
But it doesn't mean that,
You wouldn't open up to others,
Like you did with me.
While, si, it was rare,
I'm glad you'd like me enough,
To open up to me,
And show me who you were.
Highly misunderstood,
Along with your creations,
But I believe that,
Despite of what people think,
You're perfect just the way you are.
While I'm not always here,
Just know that I'm here for you,
Whether I'm me,
Or like the stuff that you create.
An overworked guy you can be,
Always working on your inventions,
Never knowing when to take a break.
But you know,
That I'll be the one,
To keep your mind straight,
When you need it.
