Diary

See all I ever want to do is be relevant
just tell me that I ever meant anything or that you could ever see me and you on another light
but its like the dark winter doors darkest nights by the wrong men mostly all of them have made you some what incapable of a first impression
what I do is channel my aggression with no cable or antenna just intentions to impress you;
if capable,
hoping that the material possessions can materialize to a better you;
cars, nothing I drive can drive better this frame of mind with such an ugly picture in the end;
money, nothing I buy can buy me more time for your ears to tell your heart to listen to it;
diamonds, a girls best friend is what they say but believe me with the right allegiance shawty, you gonna shine anyways
and every day that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary the day before is better then the present
so anyone presented in her presence endures her life;
sentences, no key for release no reason to be around her minds in the clouds she writes it all down........... in her diary