I don't even know myself at all, I thought I would be happy by now. But the more I try to push it I realize, gotta let go of control. Now I can move on two paces. Bigger problems no more. Just dealing with high school drama.
When my days are through, When age and destiny succumbs me I finally quit the fight and give to darkness When my breathing slows and exhale once more When my lips are as cool as the sea. My world dark
Gone beyond extendable territories, Raging past the fierce wilderness, Words were never spoken, The time was never mentioned. People almost do things: He almost reached, She almost left, They almost gave in, We almost failed. Almost will not suffice, It
His skin is the color of dark chocolate, his complexion is flawless, his eyes are caramel; they are big and beautiful, but they have a hint of sadness in it. He looks lost. His eyes seem to wonder a lot,
People crying in the east and west Few for the dreams built to be the best Few for the food or attack of pest Few for the losses with wounded chest Few over their davestated nest Pity for few and
They first used to respect me Before they didn’t know me It’s only when they knew me That they started abusing me Knowledge made them evil I’m talking about the people They studied geology Now they are hurting me with
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