May
26
2009
Inspired by Baz Lurhman and The artist formerly known as Prince
How can you leave me standing,
alone in the world and so bold,
Maybe I’m just to demanding,
Maybe I learned from my father, all told,
Maybe I’m just like my mother,
She could always see through my guise,
She always did know better,
Always that look in her eyes.
Dream if you can of a future,
affected by nought except you,
Possible things are pearls upon strings,
for the taking according to what you choose,
Imagine a world without influence,
where decisions you make are all yours,
and destiny forms, so curiously,
into exactly the shape that you choose.
You know, I would cry.
