Feb 26, 2006 23:37
i only want to be something when i have you in my blood.
reality only hurts when you know how far you haven't fallin'. beacuse you were always that low, and lower.
im crawling up the sides, slowly. you will be proud of me one day, when we can forget about all the nightmares, move on and create something even more beautiful than we ever have before.
we is how i say i, because i'm afraid of i, but we sounds like a plan.
you'll be proud of me.
i promise.
i'll be proud of me.
i get gilmpses of the beauty and sadness words phrases places skies ive seen, like a fast car ride my idientity flashes by me, troubling joyful egotistical sad loathing. it's all there. but it's becoming double way mirror, only touching the surface.
i really like mos def a lot.