I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up.
You know it's funny when it rains it pours. I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind.
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us, who are willing to accept the change. The real question is do you want that change and is that change worth fighting for. Hell can;t trust no one, everyone has got this thing where they only care for themselves, they all come back one they realize that. Why is it that people are like this can't they see deep down inside of themselves what they're doing, screwing over one person, a good, kind person. Just to get something for yourself. Why is it that no matter how hard we try someone is always there to bring you down. Never changes and it's always the people you lease expect. This will be a mean blog but shit I don't care. I've learned there's only one person I can trust. My brother, whys that, well maybe its to deal with us being family, or wait hell no, cause he isn't no backstabbing person. Everyone's looking out for their selves, something to benefit them, they think they can push you around hell don't stand for that. Maybe its the rainy weather outside that gets to me, or maybe its just a feeling of getting tired of backstabbing people.
First off if ya make a promise keep it, second don't screw someone over just cause ya got a new boyfriend or girlfriend that in time will play you in their little game too.
You say you'll always be there but you know all to well that was a lie.
One day all those people will see, you see I'm not jealous, just paranoid.
What have you become when you make a bet that considers using people, yet you think you're in your right mind, hell, you gotta be pretty dumb to still believe that they'll change for ya cause baby once a playa always a playa and uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block but please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, keep your head up.
I get what I have to do. Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks and basically just represent for myself.
Now who's to say if I'm right or wrong?
Who can I trust in this cold world?
My attitude got me walking solo
Thursday, June 11, 2009
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