Whilist i was strugling to
Find myself again.
You came in to my life
A full generated spark happend between us.

You loved me for me
And not for who you wanted me to be
You give me support when i am on
The stage.

Your loving gentle hands mended my
Broken heart and patched my wounds.
I told you about my past
I took you to my tribe
I showed you my mom .

I trust you.
You allow me to be me
And you bring out the best of me.

Is it true am inlove or love is in me
Does she love me ..cz im doubting
You've never done anythng wrong but
For some reason my gut feeling has lost faith
You dont tell me that you love me ...but you
Call me baby ...i aint no baby im grown now
No..its my fault for not beiliving in you.
I trust you maybe its your ways that i dont believe
In ..im confused ...you all that i have ..
But am i all that you have ..? Im just being insecure
Ofcourse i am ..right..?

Everyone yet no one is trustable
I cant discover new love,I'm still
Starring at the old one,too many problems
Noise I think I drank a slow poison because
I feel like my body is giving up.

I look up in the sky everything is normal
With the clouds forming images reminds me
Of the good old days
Laying down on the field field with grass
Which is crystal green I wonder why
Do we turn our backs from enemies
Because that way its easy for them
To back stab you
I wonder why do we think that we
Are living a good life when
We don't hear the sound waves of hearts
Everytime we eat.

Everything happens for a reason
Because its DESTINY..! But iv beg
To differ we make our own destinies
You live the life that you choose
Join the culture that you like .

But at the end of the day I'm
Just talking to myself its funny
How inspiration can come in different
Ways for me it started by looking
At the clouds.

One body is a title
Two bodies are more then a title
Iv researched and found
Out that everything is a title
The air that strokes down your hair well if you have some hair its titled the wind,the ground that we walk on is titled the ground,the fresh aroma that you wake up to in the morning that doesn't Quinch you're thirst but make you're body temperature to slowly inflate with heat its called Coffee

Everything has its own title and its own purpose so
WHATS YOUR TITLE..?
WHATS YOUR PURPOSE IN LIFE..?

Everybody seem to have miss placed their ghost on this question would they ever find it..?

The pretty white light I had
Flashed off now there's only
A pretty dark light within me
This dark light makes me see
The beauty of darkness
And it took away my fear of
Darkness I'd prefer it to be dark,
The globe not to shine nor to be
Dim,People are scared of what they
Can't see, they are scared of the
In chanting night the darkness is not
So bad because it is my light

I stood so firm giving out my speech to people who really inspire to me people who care I felt like I was rare up on the stage and giving condolences to all my fans nice life but would clash wood smooth wooden chair but thoughs going wild on the air drank champagne looking at a crowed all there to celebrate me I new this was the start of something, something very sparky iv never felt so alive it was about time I waked up and shine but would clash wood wearing my Italian suit looking like the person on my mirror wooden door I was trying to open but thoughts all over thr door would this happen...??? Kept asking me questions but I found the answeres while I was celebrating ..