"The forever fight"
"It is destined that the soldier that fights the hardest usually wins the biggest war. He might lose a few fingers but stands & salutes in honor of another's death or another breath that God has given him to take. Wait.. That makes me think about my life. Every day has been a struggle. I haven't lost any fingers, but I just pray that I dont lose any of these screws in my mind. "Keep it together Larry, keep it together" is what I speak to myself. Seeking to pay off this debt, listening to counselors on how to reach a mill, big taste for a meal, but my senses telling me that I'm still... messed up. The world is too and it seems that everyone wants to have a career as a magician, you know trickery, chicks beings tricks, but I wont be yo next trick. It amuses me. And all that this tells me is to have a logical reason to look out to the world as if it was destined. The past should be forgotten and be mesmerized into success. Be proud of what you have and accomplish it with a solute amount of notabilities. See yourself clearly. And mind will oversweep those who don't want to vision you grow. Now plant that in yo mind... Hoov"
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