On some real **** ***** ******* you talk real but you not true this is our world its just us two but you down me like gravity.is it because i dont sag
my pants or i dont act tough,well thats me and you know me and i know you dont front dog because if you do dont run to me dont come to me dont look to me
if they jail you.sometimes i think was we ever meant to be cool because you put on acts for audiances while im in the backround fixing screws,but that same
***** thats fixing screws his job is to watch out for you but while the show of life is going on you cant talk and the handy man will ruin you,but thats not
the case he just lookin out because did it ever occur to you that your standing in a bad spot where the curtains will close on you,but as you look up its to
late and the fate of your life has glued you your audiance will not care its only one boy that can save you,but as that boy becomes a man and he looks into his hands
he knows that if he saves you,he'll have to do it again so the curtain closes and your down the handy man comes around he tugs you and he pulls you,but to you he
talks and never makes a sound.only time will tell whether or not he will realise that the audiance was never there for him in the first place and that the curtain
that fell on him is just a curtain that he can move with ease or whether he can Just take his feet from the glued down ***** blooded sneakers and find new clean sneakers to stand up and walk in ,and that the whole time your friend the handy man was always there in looking out for when you will need him most.

by a young person who knew to much for his own good