Can one be that simple?
Taking sips from the same river Judas was dipped into
Eating the same bread broken by Julius
Confusing it with joy when it was really only foolishness
Or cluelessness, wanting live in Beverly Hills for ages
Then going back to where I was born with none of my life's savings
Full circle, was a square living on a sphere
With a conglomerate of lame bi-pedals around me, I guess that's why I'm here
I just want to see where I was birthed again...
I just want to relive the youth and relearn some shit
I just want to travel back to Hawai'i and see the ones still stuck
Give them a taste of my pen, sit and we could converse about us
I just want to fly over the place I spent my fourth and fifth grades
I just want to see friends I haven't confided in since I was in the sixth grade
I want to see the wine women, the ones that got better with age
Maybe spark a bonfire over the dampened blaze... to see what me and her could remake
9/11/08
Well Wishing
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