You say you watin like a, talkin like a, actin like a fool but I'm the one trippin out like it's my first day of school. I waited and waited to meet someone so real and someone that could flow about all that they feel. And I finally got to meet this mystery man because what he didn't know was I was his biggest fan. You see, I would snap for him until my fingers were raw because I thought he could spit without a single flaw and he spilled his heart out without the need for applaud because his words meant more and were for a bigger cause. And I respect all he has to say in hopes of kickin it someday. I hoped I could show my affection in some secret way. But the obvious is known it's even a case too easy for Sherlock Holmes. So let's get out of here and run. We can be "iron like a lion in Zion". And your feet ain't the only thing skippin because I swear my heart is flippin, but that might be from the jog or I could be plain wrong. So let's just see where these street lights lead because all I want to do is breathe...
Last night I spent about three hours staring at the ceiling. Just thinking. And I really hate when my mind gets ahead of me and almost controls me. As Much as I would like to fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, I can't. And after last night...and everything that was said...it wasn't a surprise that all these thoughts were running through my mind. I was tempted to get up and take some medicine to help me sleep, but where things were left off, it all needed to be resolved right then and there. So I just stared at the ceiling all night, until sleep finally enveloped me. And then I dreampt about everything I was thinking about until I was awoken. And then I thought about my dreams while I was getting ready for the new day. And at this very moment I am thinking about it all. Just thinking. Just hoping. Day dreaming.
And I can honestly say I'm scared.
But I can also say I'm ready for whatever comes next.
Bring it sucka.
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