Memories, the wrong amount could get us either dwelling or lost..
As the only place you are sure to find answers if change isn't a part of you.
You were right to call me gullible,
but that said belongs in a time before now.

I'm sending my best strength,
to bail out and train my weaknesses.
I realise i can't be perfect,
but there isn't a thing wrong with being perfectly me.

In this state of life,
where everyones tryna score points of influence,
i havent gotten words out that i belong to me.
It can be seen in the things i look for and admire in people;
confidence in what they say.

Independance, and a strength to mask they faces.
And above all, LOVE, that state of heart thats been cloned and debased
With the boxes its framed with in. I want it so bad,
I've fallen victim to the ridiculously crazy.
That which hijacked love's identity and dissolved her luster...