lunes, 15 de febrero de 2010

I don't need to be anything other. Than a prison guard's son.I don't need to be anything other. Than a specialist's son.I don't have to be anyone other.Than the birth of two souls in one.Part of where I'm going, is knowing where. I'm coming from. I don't want to be.Anything other than what.I've been trying to be lately.All I have to do.Is think of me and I have peace of mind.I'm tired of looking 'round rooms.Wondering what I've got to do or who I'm supposed to be.I don't want to be anything other than me.


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