I like to talk to you. And notice that I do not like to talk.

I think I miss you a lot
More than I realize
Because things keep
Happening and I
Always

Find myself wishing
That I could tell you
All about them.

give me Tuesday morning's and bed sheets
skin kissed by shadows and tangled feet
give me a love that chooses me
sober confessions and forehead kisses
and maybe we were never innocent but this is romance in it's purest form
and know that you are more than everything that I settled for
love me and all of the ways I've mistaken them for you
and I will choose you every midnight and Monday and all of the inbetweens

I've been having those moments
Where you stop and think
"How did my life get to this point?"
1 year, 2 years, 5 years ago
You didn't think you'd be where you are today
And in that whirlwind of confusion and realization
You push back against all the regrets and second guesses
Because you realize that Today
is actually pretty great.

Every time I look now gotta say it bothers me
constanly following what they wanna be-
Fake news feeding fuel to a world not for me
And i feel l like we been doomed since we started thee -
Nation with liberation for generations
We're always placing-
on top of a pedestal There they go -
making us feel vulnerable With metaphors
"You're free" but you have to pay them more -
Cuz we're insecure covering what they arent looking for, Who would know -
we would come to this?
Brainwash the poor while the rest get filthy rich -
People getting sick
the hospitals won't let them in -
Without falling into debt before you can settle in -
Even the reveren gets a cut -
When you're praying to the ones above -
They demonized what we feel inside too many lies, I feel its time -
We realize they made us pay till the end of time. .control.

you are the closest star to me
you are the that one dream that be came reality
you are the moon most beautiful light
even more beautiful when you reflect on yourself
you are the embodiment grace and elegancy
you are the human that angels try to base their look after
you are that first flower to bloom in spring
You are that first leaf to fall so lovely in autumn
you are many things
but of those many things
You are not mine
You are the worlds