I like literature. Poetry opens my mind. Lyrics are a rhythm for me to move along to during the day. I'm a lyricist for Gudda Boi Classics.
What is love?
Do you love them?
Does she know?
Why do you care to take the chance on love?
What keeps a drip of rain together?
Where would you support them? Can you feed someone within a shelter. If you care they will know. If you glare will they see eye to eye with what ever in your intervenes? Pay attention to who you say is l.o.v.e. The balance is what will hold your pride together but if you don't care to be humbled all of your pride will tumble.