Wednesday, January 26, 2011

hes just a brooklyn boy in a san diego winter remix

you can lead a horse to water but you cant make it drink

tis the same with man in certain cases
you can lead a man to the brink but he must be the one to jump, make that step unless hes possesed/

its like im in my body but i have no control
im losing all feeling
i dont know where im going just going through the motions,
im on the brink but i cant take the final step, i wont bc its not in me, ok maybe it is but thats not the point.

i miss him, i really do. i though we were co dependent, never really crossing path but the nightly routine seemed to hoold up adn never break. 6 years is a long time to be apart, we, i am never really in his league. im always outside looking in, on my older brother.
the water hits the dam, about to spill over.

i started middle school, he was leaving highschool, i was almost to high school, he was gone, its like the gap was never made bc you cant have a gap between 2 being that never connected.

he never knew it but i always follwed him but failed everytime in comparison
drums
classes to photography, im on the edge but will i jump
has history already proven i cant trace his outline, cant follow his footsteps in the sand and snow

maybe it has, have i ever listened

he never knew but i take his advice differently then everyone elses, always have, will always.

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