High 4 Hours
Whistling whispers of a breeze that are scattered across the globe
Unearth the coldest surface that is twinkling on the ropes.
Unknown magnetic forces keep pushing me back and forth
My heart swings to a different beat but often times people truly ignore.
They don’t know what I’ve gone through
They don’t know what I went through
All they ever care to see is a smile and a pair of eyes cause that’s the only thing that they care to see thru.
To blend in with their benefits.
Society’s perceptualized of beauty and perfection
When are we ever gonna take the time to look at ourselves in the mirror?
And realize we’re all the same…
We just got different imperfections and complexions
Crystallized lights of small increments
Splurge into darkness
Trying to capture some type of spark and light a thought before the heart becomes heartless.
From start to finish
I try to polish to never forget what they did but never forgiveness
Asking for God to give me strength
Whenever I go through deep shit
Unveil the real that is scathing underneath the sun
Aren’t we all tired of these petrified lies that lingers in the mental
That leads up to be fatally stunned.
Damn, I’m on my own and scrolling down to some of my playlists
If you ought a die right now…
What would be the one song that you lay with?
'Cause I often find myself in dark situations
Deep in the trenches
No matter what I do…the masses is stopping me from living.
From the twilight
Begins with a little seed
To an evolutionary human being but not everything is guaranteed
And some will say, just try to be optimistic
But we done suffered so much
Wonder if peace could pay us a visit.
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