The “you” in my mind is probably better than “you” in reality.
Which is probably why I learned to love “you” and keep it to myself.
Because if I was to see you in the physical realm (reality)
I would question “you”
Asking… who are “you”
Because I don’t know “you”
Even though “you” are me…
Because somehow “you” live in my mind still…
But your reality can’t take “me” with you
[In urban terms]
Bitch I don’t know you but I love yo ass
“No matter what, the most powerful thing in the world is the human mind and prayer, and belief in your self and confidence and perseverance. No matter how many times you do it, you do it again until it’s right. And always believe in your self. And not matter who’s around you that’s being negative or thrusting negative energy at you, totally block it off. Because whatever you believe, you become. Yes, and after all that, the most important — most important: Stay humble. The humbleness that a child, like a new born baby has. Even though you become powerful or have power with people, with your talent .. like with what Michelangelo did with sculpting, you know, underneath all that be as humble as a child, as a baby, and be as kind and as giving and loving. They don’t become puffed up with pride…No matter what it is that you do, be the best at it and have a respect for other and be proud of yourself” Michael Jackson