..AZArias ..
ordinary chic she is not. not like many. she says nothing, yet you attempt to figure her out. without assuming, jus learn. learn what catches her eye, what makes her smirk, what raises her brow, what makes her turn her lip up...what really matters, and be surprised...introduce yourself to her silhouette. because what u see is what u might not get. call her what u want because shes more than that...inspired every hour every minute every second--from the sight of a strangers swagger to the sounds of strange strains. with various identities barely creating what fills her insides, she is half empty . with the rest of her life to live she will attempt to fill her glass. flying, wings up head down . while adapting to all her eccentric interests, she is learning herself..learning to no longer care and simply embrace. "step out of ur box", she says. he asked who she was, and no one knew her name.......
it's amazing the way darkness falls & the truth out there is cold nothing to keep u warm jealousy & lies within me gotta feeling the sun won't shine today & i gotta know right now will i be rich? have everything i want? i stop myself & look 2 the sky i gotta give myself up 2 the sky............. -Robin Thicke
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6 minutes 3 seconds
See the road to hell, is paved with good intentions
Can't you tell, the way they have to mention
How they helped you out, you're such a hopeless victim
Please don't do me any favors, Mr. Intentional
All their talk, is seasoned to perfection
The road they walk, commanding your affection
They need to be needed, deceived by motivation
An opportunity, to further situation
Why they so important, is without explanation
Please don't patrionize me, Mr. Intentional
We give rise to ego, by being insecure
The advice that we go, desperatly searching for
The subconscious effort, to support our paramour
To engage in denial, to admit we're immature
Validating lies, Mr. Intentional
Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional
Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood
Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does....... -Lauryn Hill
musically inspired
7 minutes 7 seconds
days like this i dont know what to do with myself all day and all night, i wander the halls along the walls and under my breath i say to myself i need fuel to take flight and there's to much going on but its calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion. is that why they call me the sullen girl? they don't know i used to trail the deep and tranquil seas..... -Fiona Apple
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3 minutes 56 seconds
