SecretsA secret, I gave to you as a small token of my trust, You told, and now that token has now turned to rust.Secrets
I told you a little secret I told you because I could I told you a little secret I guess I should have known
You promised me you'd never tell I didn't think you'd care, anyway Now I'm flying into hell Hope you're not sorry
I told you my life to keep in a little box You opened it up with your teeth You breathed what was inside And now you've struck me down
I told you a little secret I told you because I could I told
IdentificationThe Catch 22Catch 22, is the name of the game.The Catch 22
Nowhere to go, all I get to do is take that same silver bullet to the chest. I try to change who I am, so that I can be a leader, be a better role model To whom? I can’t put my finger on it.
I planned on taking charge, being a better leader than anyone And yet, I’ve become arrogant, cocky and foolishly prideful Can anyone else taste this? This bitter taste… Being told of your arrogance is one thing, to figure it out is more painful.
So here is where the dreaded Catch 22 stands: If I change back, what will I do? I will f
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And then he herded them onto a boat...
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“Some photographers take reality...and impose the domination of their own thought and spirit. Others come before reality more tenderly and a photograph to them is an instrument of love and revelation.” -Ansel Adams
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