Monday, August 23, 2010


The thing about the past is that it is so heavy...

Especially a distorted one.

I don't feel people need to know what went on between us...

But it seems like everyone has a different story to tell...

All I can say is if you knew me now...

You would know I've grown into my value.

That's why I cut all of the dead branches of my life

And pick the weeds.

Certain things just will never help me grow.

So do me a favor...

Leave the gossip where it lays,

Understand what you think you know is never what the facts are,

And float away.

I have enough to deal with as it is.

Love me where I stand or suck it.

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