Since when i was a child, I always had daydreams when i felt helpless about something. Amazing how our mind copes with helplessness and even surface during adulthood.
Getting lost in my memories, and live a moment with the past.
About tales and situations that passed.
About People, and Places, In my heart that still lasts.
Too many memories i amassed.
I try to leave them buried and alone.
But they keep coming back on their own.
I'm tired, I need to move on.
Sometimes i wish they would get blown.
The only fair game in this life is death. We all eventually will experience it, Doesn’t matter if you are rich, poor, smart, stupid, tall, short, strong, weak, beautiful, ugly, athletic, fat, white, brown or black. There is no escape.
I changed my skin, I'm not as nervy.
I was kinda skinny, Now i'm kinda curvy.
I'm still throwing, still trolling, still cajoling.
But i'm easygoing, more flowing and always growing.
I changed my skin, I stick to my word.
First time, second time and the third.
Good morning, and a kiss, Good night, and a hug.
I only say the truth, and i don't give a fuck.

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