Killing me...

As I awake from this plush king size bed where I lay my head get up  I look in the mirror and what do I see no piece of who I used to be...

This fame is slowly killing me

When I started out the best intentions I had all I wanted to do was perform to show everyone the joy I received from creating....

but now it's all mixed up and this fame is killing me 

I started doing things for the money instead. I wasn't happy unless from the top of my head to the soles of my shoes a designer label could be read. 

It's killing me 

This dream of a house I took it to far I live in a mansion for 15 and it's really only little old me....To tell you the truth I'm quite lonely but the people that once knew me have all gone away and the new friends I have aren't really my friends there here for the party never to stay...

It's killing me 

I once said "I'd never do that" but now you see me bowing my head taking off clothes for a pay check instead there's no one to check me I sent them away they were stopping my will "My way or no way at all" I boastfully say....

Man this fame is killing me 

I'm lost and I can't find my way so I buy all these material things to fill this void in this empty heart of mine 

its killing me 

I don't know how to get out my pride is stopping me who wants the whole world to see them fall on their face. I try to hide but there's always someone with a camera right in my face. At first it was fun but now since I can't hide from the camera I givem a show...

killing me

I don't want to give it all up money it's now my main goal but I know if I continue this killing will happen. Naw I don't mean to my natural body not that at all. I mean to my soul. There's almost no pieces left to save...

So I stand in this mirror unable to move hoping and wishing I can be saved

Cause this fame game I played 

It's strangled my soul my heart my mind my choices have lead me here today 

Fame has killed me nothing more said....

Shine Bright

 

What can I say that will help me convey the greatness of my dear friend on this the day of his birth hmmm....

well first I must say he's nice beyond compare. But what really is behind those deep brown eyes and smile is a heart so sincere. See his heart reaches out were others would stop. He doesn't have to be in your situation to walk in your shoes. Understanding and listening also play a part. Laughter and joy mix in those to with a dash of gratitude. Creative ability one half of soultree as a team he makes bangin beats the kind that inspire. Only these things can come from the soul. So I'm glad I can call him a friend. Cause a friend true and true is exactly what he is. I can't help but convey on the day of his birth to express the appreciation I feel  towards that light that beams out from deep within shining so bright constantly blinding my eyes. So on this day day of your birth I wish you the best. I wish you to have all that you give and receive nothing less....

Loves 

Lizzy