mercredi 11 mars 2009

What's up, sweet cakes ?



It's when I see,
that teachers tells me,
That I'm serious at school,
that I know,
They doesn't know me.

It's when I see,
My mom saying,
You won't see them,
That I know,
She doesn't know me.

It's when I see,
Friends telling me,
"You never have issues",
That I know,
They doesn't know me.

It's when I see,
My man saying,
That I don't love him,
That I know,
He doesn't know me.

It's when I see,
Myself keeping on doing,
promises I'll never realize,
That I know,
I don't even know myself.








Who's hip, anyway ?

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