I don't write because my opinions are constantly changing. I wont put pen to paper until i've found true honesty. Now step down off that horse. We've got no time for false ego's and pride. The stories swirling like storms sweeping across. Yeah they take hold of me and i'm sorry. I came and I saw I wished and I washed I prospered. Waited for the day that my pride, would die with the lies and father a new kind of man. Now the words that I wrote are taking their toll and haunting, defining what was real. I know they always cry conspiracy. The truth you sometimes find leads you to something real. Something's wrong inside keeping you from thinking critically. There's ghosts inside these walls. I hear them every night. They whisper while I sleep. Attack me in my dreams. What grows in your garden you'll soon eat. Take this advice heartily. Keep calm in your studies, be like the wheat. Floating on the winds to a greener pasture, breaking yours in disregard to what was on my sleeve. Only a fool would search for logic in the chambers of a human heart. This place is like our hopes, some get swept away. Tornado's of passion reserve the right to say. Life is sacred, don't let it run away. Take in everything you can. There are some people who want you dead. Wake up and smell it. I know they always cry. Please don't stop singing with me. Let the light out, trust me.