This One Has Some Latin In It. It Was Written From Sub-Conscience. |
Rebus Animo By Sine Cosby The biggest question I have been asking myself is who am I? I don’t want to allow anyone into my life who already knows themselves; because I know that when you know who you are you are not going to settle for less than magnificent. But when you don’t know who you are you don’t have much to offer them. So I much rather give myself to someone who is on the same level as me; because then we shouldn’t expect much from each other; But I am also hard-headed. That’s why my guitar weeps. It plays what my heart says play. How can I expect from others what I don’t expect from myself? Is that why people avoid me? Is it that I don’t demand of people what I should when I should? I tend to demand from people what they can’t give me; but when I should demand more for myself I don’t do it. Oh heart how I’ve betrayed you. Please forgive my naïve ways and come home for I need your comfort. You say you’ve never left me but I feel so empty inside. You MUSThave left me vacant. Right? For how black is born of the Moon and Sun that have collided. That is of my heart and mind. Now I don’t know. The truth is obscured or is it just obsolete; After all times have changed. Heart still that of child. REGAIN YOUR INNOCENCE that of Robin Hood has taken. And come to RISPONDERE ALLE DOMANDE DEI TUOI. |