Sparks

Sparks

By dan ankers

Everyone is boring and I want to create sparks

But I shouldn’t let them get to me, cause that makes my thoughts dark

I should use this as a fuel to get higher gas milage

For the beauty of a fool is that he always sees gold

Wearing raven’s sunglasses cause I’m in the dark smilin’

While the world around me rolls

As well the victories start pilin’

And the way these magazines they

Want to feature me chillin

Gets me loaded to the gills with all my millions of

Admirers

And while I’m admirin’ back because they’re just as good as me

If not better because they get it and that’s as good as you can be

So on the street they see me

Complete with scenery

I carry a piece of me

Everywhere that I go

And if I’m not putting you off

It’s because you get where I’m going

And I know that we can chill

Exclusively

Though this is not a place for exclusivity

It’s only that

I’m rather fond of fact

And if you’re not with it

Then you can split

You get it?

I love you

I’m in Heaven

I can live with it