by Stevens Cadet
Your mind is running miles Conceiving ones through your smile Your eyes learned to file The characteristics of a man But make-up couldn't mend What therapy can't comprehend You speak but somehow they never understand That this cycle seems to never wanna end Longing for some friends But their known to represent B's like a Benz When their drive stalls at 20 but limits 110 20,20 the reason you surround yourself by men For breaching through all the things their trying too hide from you Just do what your forced by passion too It's bringing tears cause you never had a clue Of the blueprint to make wishes come true Who tied the noose? For thinking your loose & not being able to hang off their own truth! Like paying attention to the ugly duck but no one knows the Father of the Goose Ain't looking for the root So the branch of the problem becomes you Who would of Knew That what I knew brewed From chasing Truth!!!
Last updated October 22, 2012