I watched the light fade away.
The glimpse of a future, I somehow already knew....flushed away.
I took baby steps- that turned into my sprinting strides,...
running far and fast.
With no thoughts of caring to hide.
At first I poped my neck at the sight,...that I didnt much like.
It turned into a grin though...because i lost every ounce of care i ever had....
I stoped thinking of you...and i stoped feeling bad.
And every relief I ever needed,...exploded out...when i realized neither one of us had been defeated.
Both came out on winning terms...both came out standing firm.
It truely took me this long to let go...with the question what could we be like? in the air,...I feel proud to say i dont want to know.
And i take off the black band...throw it with the other gifts that dont mean anything ....im glad im not having to fight with my heart to make it understand.
I have spent too much time thinking I was too good,..for too many...its better to know im just unique....with an adoring way to love and speak.
The finest cool air,...it races above me,...with a burning candle scent...im perfect w/ out knowing why your mean,...and how much you could have ment.
It didnt take words from another....it didnt take my dreams of us being shot down again by my mother.....
It took a long stare,........at what i needed to see....and i judge it absolutely fair.
Maybe i judged it that way,...because i cease to care.
It helped hearing others...talk to me- letting me know how you didnt deserve me...and it took alot to realize it,....then i look at what you got now,..and I understand every bit.
And the Younger Years love took place,...to make me strong- so i could smile at a cupid killer dead in its face.
And maybe God decided to take my body over for a little bit at some point,...I believe so because I think he left a lil of his good in me....if so God, thank you for letting a peice of you in me remain,....I will take it straight to fame.
She took all I ever dreamt of and gave it to me on a silver platter.....too bad i like gold.
My schedule has room in the past,...especially for One Amazingly Beautiful Thing...
And you always wondered why you were labeled Classical....well
truth is- its because my future was already Full.
