When you Cry

When you cry, I cry. (This poem was made when I was in jail, hence the line "When I see you struggling in the glass window")

When you cry I cry

You're my brother that's why

When I see you struggling in the glass window
You and I both start to feel low

I just want you to know

AJR-Weak is how I feel it's got the flow

One hit's bad for me and you

I hope one day we don't feel blue

But a colorful a shining new

When you cry I feel how you feel

We're twins there's no other bond like that that's true and real

I hope one day we'll all be happy

And sit with Vincent having a nice meal

I wish I could be out of here and help you
When you cry I cry

And that's not a lie