Why is it that when part of you wants something so badly, its so hard to actually hear and accept what everyone tells you, or to actually do what you know is right and expected of you?
Okie, so I'm actually talking about myself.
One of those nights when I ask myself why is it always my spirit that is willing, but my flesh that is weak? (Would converting my fats into muscles make my flesh any less weak???)
Grins.
Sorry.
Couldn't resist.
I've been the king, I've been the clown. Now broken wings can't hold me down. I'm free again. The jester with the broken crown, it won't be me this time around to love in vain.
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