wonderment in the now how am I still here? faculties in order limbs accounted forsaken seemingly by the ones I wished would get me put in a solitary place of service for the rich in one of trump's hotels had me confused buttoning up my uniform freshly starched halfway cleaned I had to really ask my self is this the end? is this how you see me? don't you want more, don't you wanna be known for more? unequivocal yessirs, across the board
friends made me cry, inside think my tear ducts are broke from the pain of my twenties unrequited love, loose fucking and suckin had me numb to even wanting to try anymore I just wanna sing and not like musiq either no shade, but my bulb is brighter son in my uncomfortable spot I was made to notice others and how worse off they're minds were for the wear and the tear
So how dare I? settle in on a langolier's bench watching this life of mine pass-by while there is mad work yet undone can't nobody whisper in my ear this time the right note, the right word it's hustle time in Brooklyn and though my eyes burn from sweat on contact I find strength from up-top to get up damn near the same time e'rymorning to do it over
wanna do better so my little cousins can be proud for a reason right now, feel like I'm living off the gloss of former and scared to move in fear of fucking up even worser but alas, sitting still is just as bad Dad needs me, so does Moms and I need this to be a bulb of light on a shady avenue, or street full of people
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King James Bible states in (1st Corinthians 14:8-9)-"..Again, If the trumpet does NOT sound a clear call, who will get ready for battle?..So it is with you."
King James Bible states in (1st Corinthians 14:8-9)-"..Again, If the trumpet does NOT sound a clear call, who will get ready for battle?..So it is with you."
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