If change really existed how would you take it? In other words If I told you I'm carrying an infant of yours Would that turn your whole life around? Would you stop running the streets and act like a man? Or go on with this immature behavior of yours running the streets selling Dope convincing yourself it helps, but in reality all it does is tear You apart not only you but us. You think I enjoy watching you inhale that herb going onto a different world of an illusion? Or watch you grab onto that cigar because it "calms" you down? Or let me remind you of the time you got locked up, saying you were sorry, but simply got back to where you started I know your hurting I see it in you there's a reason why we've come this far Right? two And a half years already I'm still here. Now tell me what if that infant of yours came out with those gazing eyes With your cute smile that I can still picture from when we first started dating. Now tell me how would you take the existence of change?
I dream of a place where I have endless space where the air I breathe is clear where no one I despise is near I dream of a place where the water is ice cold where no secrets can be told where no person is too old I dream of a place where the sky is blue and grey where there is never a loose fray in the knot of my life I dream of a place where I can get away where I will have no worries for the rest of my days. {m.w}