VIVID ART

stuck in my ways tryna turn the page of life 
tryna get it right whilst the reason i always write
people dyin round me i been on the sidelines watching
third eye wide open the results outside r shocking
tryna pray hopefully i make it out stuck in a realm
life like the truman show my pain is aired on film
helping hands help me out i need love too much hate involved
tryna evolve from my current self this current hell is evil
find light at the end of tunnel seems meaningful
need wholesome need joy positivity and optimism
thought i could see whats in front but my optics is missing
blinded by the so called realities of constantly livin 
keep my head up as a king and control my path
livin life is a science but i keep getting halted with math
ask myself is this the life i wanna live  with constant drama
promised myself id make it even with no pop or mama
tryna stay out the way but negativity wants me n the game
my thoughts is vivid art with the pictures i paint
rain hits the glass as i look yonder pass the trees
future self lookin pass as my past keeps passin me
tryna stay hopeful and keep love all in my soul
jesus take the wheel ima passenger on this road
keep a smile on even when lifes just takes a toll
folow the rules n do exactly what im told i just feel its getting old
and im getting older as well cant keep knocking myself whenever i tend to fail 
promise to never fall to trap of life that we live
knowing i got so much more in store to give
this world wanna take me out break me down to pieces
social media is tryna stray us away from jesus
i feel i grew up with a chip on my shoulder
im tryna shoulder the load but its getting to heavy to lift over
i guess this the feeling when u think u high but feel sober 
lord god i need closure , lord god i need closure