"I care about you baby, baby
More than you'll ever know
More than you'll ever know
Please do not drive me crazy, crazy
Unless you're gonna go
With me..."
coming to reality, i see nothing but space. mila tells me i'm strange but i don't think so. i think that they're the ones who are strange. she isn't the only person who has told me that.
"Major weed, smoke in the air
Pass it like you just isn't care
Have you seen my fucks to give?
I have none, I cannot live with
The pressure
The pressure I know you feel
The pressure
The pressure to keep it real..."
at school, my circle is slim. if you would even call it a circle. my 2 friends are mila -- my sister, and tinashe. they don't see the world as i do but they'll do for now.
no one besides them gives a fuck about my situation. and since no one cares, no one knows. i plan to keep it that way. people assume what they want but do they know you? no. they believe what others believe about you and run with it. judgements are stupid if you ask me but i can't stop that.
"Pay attention to the signs
Stay and listen, you will find
Everything ain't rocket science
Every gem is not a diamond..."
i pour my feelings into songs that i write myself. everyone thinks i'm weird but they have no idea what made me like that, and have no intention of finding out.
"The pressure
The pressure will make you feel...
Real..."
I hope you like it! I'll be doing it after "Diaries: Colors". Deuces✌️❤️.
_Zee❤️💛💚💙💜
