see the world is so crazy big and filled with such risk. i just know i gotta dodge them. the beginning is always followed by an end. in the in between time, im not runnin' or hidin' in.
see, things do come around. and make sense inventually. things do come around. but some things trouble me. the people i met and the places i been. are all what make me the man i so proudly am. but i wanna know one thing. when did i become a ghost? i'm mostly confused about the world i live in. you think that i'm lonely, well, i prolly am. one thing that still gets me. when did i become a ghost? yeah.





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