By: Tyler Ross
My mother said, one day son, you will know what it's like to feel alone. I neglected her for years and swore her words were just her own. Now that day arose and boy it has got the best of me. To see what she saw all those years and tears in this town Los Angeles has offered me. All these faces come and go. There is no permanence. It’s all for show. I’ve come to know. They front just to get by and leave you all alone. But son she said, don’t let their actions hold you down. Take them as a grain of salt and send them blowing in the wind. The one’s that end up coming back more times than some. Never turn your back, for those are the ones you want under this California sun. All these faces come and go. There is no permanence. It's all for show. I've come to know. They front just to get by and in the end leave you all alone. The way it is. I'm better off on my own. Letting go.
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