Imagin havin someone that cares for you so much that they would ride or die before ever seeing you hurt,manage to find a loyal love like that would be like finding a diamond in the dirt, if you should ever be so lucky, do watever it takes to make it work.
But unlike most diamonds in this dirt take all the fakes and bulls**ters and watcha you got left, a black star shinin outta the mid-west, cause even my heart needs a place to rest, cause life is too hard to stand fo anythang less.
And sense no one is perfect and we all have are flaws, i guess there’s always a chance dat i could die without any love at all, but i can’t waste anymore time watchin’ these lonely tears fall.
I’ve never seen myself as a diamond more like the dirt, because i’m sick of pain and it seems like all I’ve ever known was hurt, so in the end what do you have left? Just an uknown diamond lying deeply in the dirt.
By:Lasean Shepherd A.K.A Da Sickest Poet Alive.
Date:7/14/08
