Oh, sad girl.
So sad, girl.
All you do is cry.
Desiring to be happy but sadness is what you deny.
What you seek, you shall find.
Whether it's good or bad, it'll come to you.
I know you.
No one knows you like I do.
And trust me, I get you. I comprehend you, I understand you.
You're a sad soul, with a sad story.
But it turns into glory.
You've overcome that hill of complication.
Your complicated mind drove you on that complicated ride while everything was so complicated inside.
You tend to do good, but still do no good.
And when you tend to turn the tables on the ones that turned on you, it still doesn't work out for your good.
Yeah, it's understood.
Innocent intentions with a guilty image. Always getting caught up in your feelings.
You just want them to listen.
You want them to feel you, know the real you. The authentic you that's unfalsifiable and solidified.
Irrefutable.
Indisputable.
You were what they despised.
As the crowd walks by, their eyes lie on you and they watch as you rise like when the sun rises because you are the sunshine.
Just stay you. Stay blue.
Don't look at the feeling, just keep your eyes on the color. Stay cool.
You're water...a necesity.
A wave, a tide. You're a ride. You're THE ride. The Ride™. That's right..
I surf on your love, your ripple of affection.
You're a lesson. No second guessing when it comes to this connection.
This dedication is to me and my conscience.