Page Twenty Eight
Everything is out in the open no matter how I try to dress
it, I'm on my Adam & Eve my sins are naked so I felt as
tho I address it we all got sloppy seconds everything
nowadays is recycled, we claim we worship one God but
in America our idols look like Whitney & Micheal. And it
seems my spiritual background scares these women off,
but I removed the mask like Travolta and cage I took my
face off, this is what you wanted right? A man who's
honest passionate and open, faithful caring independent
outspoken I can't tell, but oh well maybe I serve a greater
purpose it looks like I'm destined to lead by example but
my actions say I'm selfish, you shouldn't be so open
about yourself, especially looking @ my past and the ones
I chose made my heart melt, note to self the person who
you want me to be is already taken, and almost no one
gets to be with their #1 draft pick but its evident I'm
someones favorite, I'm far from perfect but try as might
to find the perfect one for me I try to buy em with my
heart but they keep foreclosing I see...
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