Hey.
What have you become?
I have fallen into a sea of love with a guy who is lost in the clouds.
Red-eyed you keep your head up high in thick smoke.
Ashes to cover up those shy strawberry cheeks.
Gangs,meaningless slang words.
The school books hold nothing but lies.
Your latest excuse.
I wish you are who you were.
So many lost friends,but me?
I stand through your destuction.
I would ask you to put on the breaks for me.
If you dont?
I would comprehend what i am worth,what the weed is worth.
Behind the barrier of lies you've worked so hard to bulid up,i search for those sparks of love.
Just take me in the warmth of your arms,then asur me your going to leave it all behind.
That us is much more then that.
That you will be alright.
That we will be alright.
I do not ask for much
Just a chance
I do have a minor hunch
You’re a woman with class
Will you honor me with you company
I will be a gentleman
Is there love that you are willing to share with me
The ultimate sentiment
We won’t get into that right away
But I would not deny it
Not only do I want to hear about your day
I wish to ignite it
This is definitely not subtle I know
I have no other option
Tip-toed through the fact I’ve been hit by that arrow
To the wind I throw caution
If you let me in I will shower affection
No need for deceit
If you will fall in my arms I will do anything for your protection
I will never leave
One became two, two became four
Who new what those people had in store
The accomplishments, The history
The evolution of all, each turning century
Though there have been a path of problems
Those apart of their destiny, will try to stop them
The broad spectrum of our well-being
The purpose, the cause, the depths of our meaning
Nobody really knows for sure when the light will end
Whether or not we ascent or descend
I think that it is an interesting journey
To live, laugh, love, and to continue learning
There is something missing, even though I’ve never had it
I’ve gone 20 something years, but I still manage
I’m even envious of those who even just pretend
Could I even handle it, well that would depend
On if it could stand for more than just procreation
If I could make a mense to ease any confrontation
The possibility
It seems to me
A falsity
Yet I willingly,
So secretly search for the psyche
Similar to me
To find that I think it would provide a long search
Through every small town, to the ends of the earth
The journey though would definitely be worth the time
But I guess I won’t know unless I walk down that line
