He thought he had it all figured out. To live a life without bounds. What if his 'stable' walk came tumbling down? Would he build them back up? Or would he consider himself done with no luck?
He's the of guy who keeps shooting for his goals when he already hit Jupiter and Saturn's rings. But what if he lost it all?
He's the type of guy with the cool sports car, and the one who will go far but what if somehow the sky falls down? Who would be by his side? I'm not saying he'll be with nothing, but thats something I wanna know. When your in your lowest of lows who will stick with you when you cannot possibly take anymore pain? When everyone runs and hides when all the riches and gold gets stolen from you who will keep your feet on the ground? While everyone else is chasing you down?
One day all the music will stop and those hip hop beats will become your not so perfect melody. One day your engine will run low and you'll want to know who will stick with you in your lowest of lows. Who will keep your head above the dust and your bright heart out of lust. I mean all that matters is who you'll lean on when you need someone.
That someone will keep you stable and stick with you because they just may be the roots to your tree.
You dont need a castly or a kingdom. Maybe a couple of markers or pastel crayons, but babe you don't have to color it on your own. You don't have to lift it up on your own because that person will be the one holding you down. (I mean that in a good way)
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My Life On Lines
Thơ cathese are some stories I've written over time. I've poured my heart into all of these.
