I\'m going to go off on one and want to really free my mind, you may think I\'ve done it before, don\'t worry each time so did I!
This one runs really deep, in all the blood that fills my skin. When I walk you can see my happiness, it\'s like music that\'s under my feet, my shoulders roll to my inner beat.
Because! I\'ve faked it so many times, but when it\'s truly there, I\'m no longer in time. Floating as walk in my rhyme, knowing I feel untouchable on the inside.
I\'ve never claimed to be a rapper, although I know my inner song.
I\'ve never claimed to be a Messiah, I just know the path I want
I\'ve never claimed to be a writer, my mind is just always full
If I\'m not coming to your door, it\'s best to be mindful knocking on mine
The only thing this judgement will get, is a..... Tick..... Tick.... That\'s my time, but no longer my rhyme!
I\'ve never had wall worded block, but now I truly see the preciousness of my thoughts
This is no ego to be better than you, it\'s a move to free myself from anyones glue.
This world won\'t be nice, just because we are too, everything has to move but not be moved.
I\'ll take a bite of anything I\'m offered, greatful for any presence or words that are given
Each moment and interaction was perfectly needed, to grow and be balanced with no dependency.
Like the stings on an instrument, it can not play if touching another, it can\'t be too tight or lose. We must run in harmony to our own inner truth, then you\'ll play as you should.
Knowing you needed only you, I used to think no one could handle the real world of my truth, I see better now it was because I looked for reassurance from others lines.
Never really getting that I am here to be authentically all mine. My fear of others judgements kept me wound up to tight, the only way to stop it was to get so loose I\'m out of sight.
Now I stand here right in the middle, writting this perfectly at tune. Although after a little while I\'ll know my vibration will go aloof, that\'s when I put it all in writing, adjusting as I go.
To the point I get to the end and think, you know, I think I know. I just had to let go, then enjoy the rest of the show.
(Break)
Thank you for being my muse, the joy and the hurt. At least we know for pudding, self-love is always left for dessert.
Some people think I\'m stupid because I still can\'t understand grammar and frecking spell.
Although I don\'t live in constant drama, or really think people are going to heave or hell! (it\'s already here)
Some even think I get to emotional or to deeply sad, but when my clouds are finished, there\'s no luggage on where I am
The last one and it\'s my favourite, you have to save the best till last! That I am delusional, live in fantasy world and can\'t ever really listen, to see bigger picture as I am.
In this case I think those people are right, I\'ve always know the possible is mine. There is no once in a lifetime opportunity, any moment can be whatever you want it to be.
My picture is mine and yours is yours, the energy we put behind it. Makes a better movie for when we pass, knowing we made a mark, with our very own unique existence.
Keep writing on! No matter who says what! Listen to all the music, art and poetry but burn it after, then continue this dream.
Adding to the soundtrack, when we close those curtains for the final screening.