recordandplay

What's goin on?
Shit, I'm not kidding.
Strong words fall upon deaf ears
Beauty is shit to the blind.
Crazy, lovely and alone,
But I can't just leave the beef behind.

Late night on a porch
Makes me feel like I'm not even here.
Small minds,
Weak and impressionable.
For the opposite
Who will even come near?

A strong woman
Can only come with her baggage,
And there's a mountain of it right here.
How many times do I have to say,
"God that shit's beautiful,"
Before I can actually believe it?