it's not your fault i dream of days when i can wake up to you to be held in your arms to be carried over the street for what seemed to be eternity displayed eagerly like a prize but the times have brought change i've accepted the fact that you don't understand me it's not your fault you were my instructor in life cla**es my mentor in street knowledge now we barely see eye to eye a faint object in the distance and you're the car driving towards it through fog i wish we could talk a lot more but i know that sometimes things fall apart no matter what kinds of hardships we've been through i wouldn't trade this for the world you brought me life i'm thanking you