To a place destined fr me. It was built with my smile, style laugh to satisfy my curiosity. My heart sores with the guilts of my past my cup runnith over with emptyness that last. I'm tryna work it out inside tryna figure out what holds me in place too. Not money, not cars, more things unsure about but will be revealed in time.
If I could fly d go to this place. Laughing at myself for wishing this way. I would like love to grab a hold of me wishing issurely what I dnt need to be. Lord, I love you. I know you love me too. I thank you for my wings that you lend me to get through and through.
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