music ain’t the world.
when i come to think of it, it’s only foolish for me to not greet anyone that i know whom i walk pass along the streets i walk on. instead, i’ll end up blasting the music in my ears.
‘the world is in my ears’
as i sit here typing and waiting for the ‘computer guy’ to finish his job, i’m reflecting once more.
i am here because of who i was.
am i here to just please people? or am i here to put in my heart and soul for Jesus?
my answer is self-explanatory.
i’ve had countless thoughts of suicide, with 2 failed attempts.
i know that i was the one who left her. still, she refuses to leave me.
and i’m kinda touched to hear what it takes more than a dozen girl’s guts to say.
i still care for you
probably that’s why i hesistated at the attempts?
