My Beliefs Sift through All That Discourages When I am Adjacent To Happiness
If I was rich I'd be eccentric
Not even the darkest words to take form
could fall from your lips with enough power
to steal my dance
An I just walk over you
Livid to temperamental and I got to say that this isn’t
nearly the thought of only me
but who Am I
who are they
Inside the out yeah the way things look sometimes aren’t
dependent on what we see but what we feel and can’t say cause
everyone that doesn’t matter
you believe to always be
watching
it has to be this belittling the truth hurts why does it come across
this way
subjected to your infancy the mentality of a child
so I talk to you like my son yeah
you're the one in question of everything
Including status
sincerity
mine which is on point
you explaining questioning sexuality
which is your own
ooh hurts to be this honest