How much of my mother has my mother left in me?
How much of my love will be insane to some degree?
How much of my father am I destined to become?
Will I dim the lights inside me just to satisfy someone?
Could I change it if I wanted?
Can I rise above the flood?
Will it wash out in the water?
Or is it always in the blood?
I love John Mayer's song "In the Blood" and lately (when I'm not contemplating my own relationship to the lyrics) it's made me think of Zuko. This has been in my head for a long time and even though I have no tools to make beautiful edits I had to post it.















