Don't tell me how to feel
Or say that you're for real
My minds made up I'm cool without ya
You got no more appeal
Now this girl don't need no man
Say what you can do what she can't
Now I live for me
Boy does that make you weak
Monday, December 06, 2004
held back. half written sentenses. guesses. hints. i want none.
a future dat holds broken promises.
shattered dreams.
shattered evrything.
is dat e future for uss.
its all written in me.
its repeatin again n again in ma head.