How does one know how to make the right decisions when time is the only way to tell us what's what?.. When does one step up or even step to the side of the presentation that stands before them wantin to try on luv?.. Seems anything anymore can go whichever way as that lil fucker called time jus ain't got it to give to figure out the bottom line of shit goin either way... So how's one to know the direction that'll clearly give that explosion as life goes boom n blossoms in a display where a moment's notice claims the fame... Choices on uncertain levels bcuz people are to iffy in which confuses the final cut unable to figure out what angle they're coming from due to everyone's gotten good at being a chameleon... As time gets shorter n shorter jus tryin find that one spark from outta the blue that's actually fuckin real n stands its term givin in the way it receives to revive feelin the chance luv gives as one in a million... Thing is we fuck with each other's heads bcuz we don't trust no one nor know one anothers intent so we live in a constant state of offensive... Havin no time to have to defend bcuz it neva gets that far in this day n age to let anyone else get in that deep to do any more damage than what's already been done at the bottom of the trenches...

It be nice to be young n naive...
To feel that trust n believe...
Misunderstand the purpose of wants n needs...
Still in luv with the way luv breathes...