i am who i think i am and not what you told me
i was cold in the summer and warm the winter
now i right where i need to be
happy and free... just the way it was intended to be
freed from the thing that held me to you
bound to the sound of your voice
It`s an interesting mix, being here all cuspy like this. My delicate Piscean sensitivities and water, warming with that bold Aries fire, bubbling up bravely from the heat. Giving a little boldness to my meekness, and then I dive again back underneath to softer, slower, and more...