greatness always lies beneath
it's known to many it's true
like a knife's home is always it's sheath
i find my home in you
faith begets faith, love begets love
nothing can compromise this
i find myself, after a healthy shove
falling into what i can't dismiss
is it a question or mere fascination
that finds myself here as i am?
should i follow my own gratification
or be what i consider a man?
there are always shades of gray
we cannot believe black or white
life is simply just not that way
however it's still all right
No comments:
Post a Comment