Meet you at the Cascade. <3
My official dream guy.
I'm riding with him on that
Road to redemption.

Head's spinning as fast as those tracks.

If I Were a Boy I wouldn't have to Lie About Us because I would know the Real Thing and nothing would get In the Way.

But I'm not a boy. And Even If, I Knew I Loved You, I would only admit it along side Corona and Lime. Only because, it's out of my Control. I'm a Cat Like That, and I get Whatever I like.

Only if it was as easy to be a Single Lady like Beyonce, and only if I could Read Your Mind like Avant. Maybe if I was So Sick, as sick as Neyo.

But I'm a little kid, like Sam Concepcion. I'm a beautiful disaster like that Savage Garden. I'm malfunctioning like Janet Jackson.

And like T.I, I have a life sentence to life.

I blame the irregular sleeping pattern.

I can only run cause it exists.
So, I can't runaway.

I think only cause it exists.
So, I can't forget about it.

Life's a bitch, and God forbid the bitch divorce me.

-Nas

Recognition to Chris aka LoLife.

Cause good don't get attention.

I know it's old, but I tear everytime.

High on pain.

And the rush of getting up in the morning, can't get up.

My neck hurts from looking out, looking to where I want to go.
My back hurts from keeping it straight up high.
My arms hurt from spreading them out, open, wide open.
My legs hurt from staying on my heels and trying to keep balance.

I'm hurting, and it's not because of snowboarding.

Such a scare.

Because your parents trust someone, they shouldn't trust.
Because that person they trust, might as well be family.
Because they've known that person for so long.

But when it comes to your teenage daughter, you can't just trust anyone.
It's scary cause I have nothing metaphoric to say, like I usually do.
It's just one of those things you just throw out there.

Such a scare.