money, fame, glory
Childhood was so rough the only option was to come up with a story
Adulthood came early and taught me to be discerning
But in a world full of colour hues its easy to pick the shivering blue
Fell into a whirlpool, a black hole so dark my memory vanished
But these lessons I learned taught me to survive in famish
So I worked for the juxtaposition because I deserve lavish
So stunning and blessed I came to be
Never let that light die in me
I knew I would make it with the right opportunities
So I learned how to be hardworking and ambiguities
A humbling story and sometimes sad
But I am grateful and cherish moments I will always have
But I moved on, looking good, getting back
Everything they took from me I used to have

𝘛𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘻𝘪𝘱.

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢,
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦...

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳.

Some days I see myself outbound like an 80's movie...
living life day by day, wondering what lays ahead of the play.
I love life, because of the good and bad, but off course, bad things can't cut it, but we have to get what's bad to get the greater things in life.

No, no silly, i' am not talking about politics, or the crap happening right now...but the adventures in our personal lives that we go through every single day.

Being with you tonight was like two fishes who swam together in lovers hearts, synchronized in nostalgia.
When we lock eyes, emotions spur into greatness.

You held my hand as we walked underneath the starry night, so quiet and dark, playing hide and seek around the truck parked in the front yard, and as i looked back at you, we swung a hug in each other's warm arms along with a never forgotten kiss.

Your kisses, one by one, are always cherished and never forgotten...also when you're leaving to go home, i take a photograph of your lips in my mind, how they feel pressed against mine.

As I walk underneath the pear tree nd lights flashing underneath from the garden below shining unto my minty laced robe of satin, catching your eyes once again on mine in a new pictured memoir.

I love nostalgia, who doesn't?
it helps you feel like you belong...
when no one else is there to help sing your song.

I have been a day dreamer since a youngling, and will always
continue to do so throughout my living days.
happiness comes through dreams,
and when you believe in those dreams
you can really see
your true
reality.