| I’m laying down under the stars
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| Wondering what they all are
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| Some days they feeling so close
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| But others they feeling so far
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| Kinda like things in my life
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| And love that I hold in my heart
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| Whatever fulfilling your dreams
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| Has power to tear you apart
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| 'Cause everything come with a cost
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| Some people whose focus get lost
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| The wisdom inside of these flows
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| Is also admitting my flaws
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| See, I ain’t too proud to say I’m not perfect
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| I live with a lot of these thoughts
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| I hate what’s inside of my head, but
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| I can’t make it stop
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| It’s why I like taking these chances
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| Moments where growth advances
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| We stare at the moon, a canvas
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| While writing these poems and stanzas
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| Yo, I make my bed, I sleep on the floor
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| I guess I’ve been searching for answers
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| 'Cause shit don’t reflect what’s at my core
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| I’m tryna pick at my standards
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| I do all the things that I should
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| Regretting some others I could
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| I’m finally taking a stand
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| The difference what make you a man
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| Easier said than done, I know
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| When things are not going as planned
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| But I do my best with weight on my chest
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| Some people just won’t understand
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| They won’t understand
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| Some people just won’t understand
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| Yeah
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| I kinda like being alone
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| The days I don’t look at my phone
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| 'Cause all I ever feel is anxious
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| 'Round some people I don’t know
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| They talk about this, they gossip 'bout that
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| But I rather be back at home
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| Where I can perfect my craft
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| And build out a family life on my own
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| It’s evident nothing is fair
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| So I hold my memories with care
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| 'Cause no one know day-time or hour
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| And that’s about all that I fear
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| Yeah, they say the eyes the window inside of the soul
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| So look at mine clear
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| And tell me exactly, what do you see?
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| 'Cause I see a future right here
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| I’m sorry, that’s deep-personal
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| I change a lot-versatile
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| Tell me what’s love if it’s not compassionately
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| Forgiving and merciful
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| I try and reap what I sow and preach what I know
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| And give back to people who need it the most
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| Even on Mondays and when I feel down
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| 'Cause talking is one thing, but actions, they show
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| So, I’m doing whatever I can
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| To put out the flames I fanned
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| Where in the past, I ran
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| Easier said than done, I know
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| When things are not going as planned
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| But I do my best with weight on my chest
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| Some people just won’t understand
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| They won’t understand |