I'm searching to find what lies inside her mind.
I'm willing to learn her pass,
Live in her present,
And aide her in her future.
But the more she speaks
The more she paints this picture.
This picture In which she envisions her self in.
And I just can't help but to think,
Where can I exist in her views?
Her dreams aren't dreamt
When she's asleep.
Her dreams are steadly bein molded
As she strives thru her days.
Her dreams is her reality.
Never once bein her fictional story.
All's While my dreams
And my goals
Have been on a stand still.
I can't picture my life coinciding with hers.
My thoughts are vandalized with her,
But I just can't see myself bein that great man by her side.
I can see myself as bein the good guy in her life,
But she doesn't need a good guy.
She needs a well minded man.
A man that can provide for her in all means and ways needed,
And necessary.
That's the kinda man she needs.
That's the type of man she deserves.
But I can't be that man right now.
I'm still that good guy trin to better his life.
I'm still that good guy with my eyes closed
At a frozen stand still dreaming of my life.
But she intimidates me.
She pushes me to make something of my life.
She wakes me from my dreams
And brings me back to reality.
She pushes me to bring my dreams into my reality.
She see's that man in me.
She pushes me to be who I've all ways wanted to be.
she pushes me to be who I need to be.
SHE SEES THAT MAN IN ME!
So I'll paint this picture of her and me.
Create a beautiful portrait of our dreams finially coinciding.
Live our dreams together in reality
Monday, March 30, 2009
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