Tag: de la soul child
The sun, the moon, the empty soul, tired, tired, sometimes my mind goes blank, overthinking my next move, my life’s diary.
Under the hot sun, blazing, intimate thoughts arise, spaced out, conversations with my mind, in and out of consciousness, under the hot sun, dripping in sweat, a sour taste on my lips, under the hot sun i cried, at least i know i’m alive.
“The beauty of the garden state of New Jersey is that you are reminded through each season change,–you too can change with the seasons. De La Soul Art is an embodiment of the garden state reminder.” -De La Soul Child