There are goals I must achieve
In my dreams I do believe
If you have nothing positive to say then shut up and leave
I need some room to breathe
Please
We must try to find peace
To locked doors, I have the keys.
Whin I show up you start to wease
With fear in your eyes
Don't run cuz I'll catch you, I see right through your lies
You try, but can't come up with any allibies
You need to realize I'm here for a reason
Everyday, every season
I help whoever I can
This all leads to my loife long plans.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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