I can’t lie… I must confess…
Everyday I wish that I was filthy rich.
It makes mad when I wake up
And there’s no maid bringing my cup.
My detergent cost 2 dollars
And I guess it cleans…
But I want Tide to make it squeak!
My shoes break and then that’s that…
But I want boots that warm and strap!
I leaned to do my hair by hand
And lift heavy things with my manly pants
My life’s at risk cuz I can’t afford
24/7 body guards
I dream of maybach’s and Bentley coops
While I ride in your with Ford with you
I can’t help but to imagine duck and escargot
As we chow down on McDonalds.
Ohh what a life I dream to live
I can see it now on MTV Cribs
Indoor pools and elevators
Silk stockings and authentic furs
Plastic surgery and make overs
Chihuahua and 800 count thread
But that would be confusing, wouldn’t it?
I think I like my life and where I’m at
bc I know the names of all my friends
and can keep track of every dollar spent.
Yes I enjoy my simple life
And besides I need something to dream about night!
Do NOT fret about those who don’t get you or understand you. It’s not for them to get. the most wonderful feeling on Earth is being loved and understood and only a very select few can provide that accurately, genuinely, passionately and profoundly enough. It’s hard to find these jewels. They are rare and precious and as valuable as the daylight. I cannot live without my friends, the ppl that GET me!
See I have found a true friend. It brings me to tears every time I think of him. He has shown me the love that God intended us to give. Or maybe it’s just a gift God presented only to him. I, myself, am incable of such patience and pureness. It’s like God and I have a little secret. Since I continually pray to see God and to know Him undoubtedly… I look at my friend and chuckle and cry at the same time. Could it be? And I fall to my knees every time I think I’ve figured it out… and I laugh and I cry and I gasp for air because I am so relieved and amazed that God actually cared enough about me to put a real friend, with real love and care in MY pitiful life. And I feel special and alive! Just what I prayed for. Just what I asked for. Just what I needed. A little piece of God knows me and I have touched Him and witnessed and I believe because I know what God is really like.
dedicated to my dearest friend Fred Martin,
who has never left me alone