Saturday, November 3 @12:14 AM
Ripped this off cuzzie's blog earlier and finds it really meaningful. It somewhat summarises the sentiments I'm undergoing (in another way) which may/not link back to fear. Hopefully. i say hopefully, she wont kill me when she sees this on mine. so for now as I'm still alive.
There it goes.
I'm not afraid to be your lady
I'm not afraid to be your whore
I'm not afraid to be your future
I'm not afraid to be your soil
In which you plant your seed
Flowers, they sprout for me
My fragrance in the breeze
You must nurture me please
I'm not afraid to be your baby
I'm not afraid to be your strength
I'm not afraid to be open wide
I'm not afraid to be glutinous
The essence of glue I will stick to you
Through earthquakes and moods
If ever one thing was true
I'm not afraid to wind it, wind it
I'm not afraid to keep your pace
I'm not afraid to create my queendom
I'm not afraid to take my place
As I'm not afraid one fine day you'll find,
you're not afraid to be mine.
Playlist of quirky dreamy - I'm not afraid by Jill Scott