find me here speak to me i want to feel you i need to hear you you are the light that
"Play by Play"
Slap a book down. Any book will do (and yet).
Read it.
"No. (I don't read those books.)"
Why?
"Not my stuff. (The epitome of immaturity at it's best. No thanks.)"
Not your genre?
"Not necessarily. (And at the same time, it is.)"
I thought you liked reading books?
"I do. (Heck yes, I do, fool!)"
And so?
"Hmm, not really my thing."
you calm the storms and you give me rest you hold me in your hands you won't let