sometimes i rhyme slow

how often do you really know whats going on in the world?
how often do you really know whats going on in
your life?

how often do you let other people decide whats going on in your world and or life?

arent we supposed to be the masters of our destinies?

arent we supposed to be the ones who even know what our end goal is?

the only thing i have control of in my life is what pictures i staple to my bedroom walls,

and i dont even have all the pictures up that i want because im nervous what the nba cheerleaders who frequent my humble abode would say and think.

so maybe theres nothing in my life that accurately reflects what i think, love, and find wonderful.

sad when even American Apparel ads have more honesty than a mans own url