Stupid Comments

Now your thinking about all the things that you did

Trying to be, to believe you can quit

The ways have turned out and in

Sleeping to forget, u dream about the same thing

You wake up, and the world is still the same

You wish to blame, but the fallen star brought pain

No matter how many cars you can buy, their always be bitches

Picture you when walking, before you met fame

Trying to have a conversation

But the conversation went plain

Now that I made it they want to know your name

So I tell her the truth

Beautiful as you are, I'm sure you was walking, on the pave with the hills and the mini skirt, got peoples attention, but you shut them down because of how they where wearing, or what they where saying, lack of first impression of how they looked facially

I was that person, but now that I made it

Just like you, another one came, even looking much better then you

Maybe we don't know what we want

Maybe its not the question we should be asking

Not how to make it, but what we Love.