let the brotha speak
let me tell you alittle about kids.
kids are cool
kids have ruinny noses
and kids also have the uncanny ability to tell the blind thruth... not just thru words, but actions.
lets just say a KID tells someone they care. but then the opportunity rises to show it, and they faulter. they only THOUGHT they cared. and they proved it.
i TOOK that opportunity tonight and i PROVED that i care.
i am better than you will ever be
i treat her better than you ever WISH that you could have.. and DIDNT
i am hear for her
i am by her side
i yes, i made it VERY apparent as to how i felt and stood up like a fucking MAN b/c i am one. reality is so fucking clouded when mommmy and daddy feed your shit on a silver platter, isnt it? everything is a fucking posession and you try so hard to prove it and regain control. but in the end, your true colors show and you have no control. she is not a prize to be displayed. she is not an object to be used. and ill be DAMNED if i watch it happen.
she is a person
she is wonderful
she is YOURS no longer.
she is herself, her dreams and her goals
she is love incarnate and she breathes like you and me
she has emotions
she has senses
and she has a choice.
fortunately, you made it for her.
insomnia rocks, doesnt it?
kids are cool
kids have ruinny noses
and kids also have the uncanny ability to tell the blind thruth... not just thru words, but actions.
lets just say a KID tells someone they care. but then the opportunity rises to show it, and they faulter. they only THOUGHT they cared. and they proved it.
i TOOK that opportunity tonight and i PROVED that i care.
i am better than you will ever be
i treat her better than you ever WISH that you could have.. and DIDNT
i am hear for her
i am by her side
i yes, i made it VERY apparent as to how i felt and stood up like a fucking MAN b/c i am one. reality is so fucking clouded when mommmy and daddy feed your shit on a silver platter, isnt it? everything is a fucking posession and you try so hard to prove it and regain control. but in the end, your true colors show and you have no control. she is not a prize to be displayed. she is not an object to be used. and ill be DAMNED if i watch it happen.
she is a person
she is wonderful
she is YOURS no longer.
she is herself, her dreams and her goals
she is love incarnate and she breathes like you and me
she has emotions
she has senses
and she has a choice.
fortunately, you made it for her.
insomnia rocks, doesnt it?