It's 1:04am on a Sunday
and yet I feel inspired to write
Not sure why the sudden urge
Or what will be my muse tonight
Maybe my heart is full
And I need to do some spring cleaning
Decipher my emotions
While trynna figure out exactly how I'm feeling
Ok let's see...
I know I miss real love and intimacy
What can I say? I've always been a hopeless romantic
My inception of fallacy?
I just want my heart to be happy
Not imprisoned by regrets and fears
God knows I've dished out pain and hurt
I've also received more than my fair share
I just wanna wipe the slate clean
Spend the rest of my life with my soulmate
Not caught up staring in the rear view mirror
And realising I missed her when it's too late
I get so caught up trying to be somebody
A gift and a curse...my passion to be...
And sometimes I forget to be a father
And quite honestly it kills me
Not knowing what to say, what to do
...how to be...
I've messed up just about everything I touch
My relationships, my job, everything around me
I try sooo very hard...
And I discovered that that's the problem
I don't think I'm screwed up
I just haven't fully figured out myself or life as yet
...Bear with me...
Kavon McKenzie Copyright 2010
