I'm writing 'young and gifted' in my autobiography,. I figure who would know better than me?. I'm certainly the former,. but I'm not so much the latter..
Nobody told me. That being happy faces, trying to erase the traces. Of what came before me. The girl that I used to see is somewhere very deep. . She's fallen asleep and I'm trying to wake her.
You think you know me. Word on the street is that you do. You want my history. What others tell you won't be true. . I walked a thousand miles while everyone was asleep.