I lost myself for awhile there.
Too busy trying to seem significant, too busy trying to show I'm worth it.
Too busy trying to seem significant, too busy trying to show I'm worth it.
Enough is enough.
Feels like I've been running away and chasing at the same time. Running away from the person that matters, chasing hypotheses, dreams.
Became weak, momma wouldn't approve. Shit, I don't approve. Let's fucking change.
Be the cherry blossom tree that lines your path. Beautiful, anew.
A chance to start fresh. I'm not weak, desperate, or lost anymore. Found my path again, needed a fucking leaf-blower to clear my path, rattle my cage, scream in my ear.
Hope you/ y'all stay for the ride.
Hope you/ y'all haven't given up yet.
Hope I didn't chase you/ y'all away.
If so, damn, the things I cannot control.
Hope I didn't chase you/ y'all away.
If so, damn, the things I cannot control.
But let's be friends, homie :)
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