Meditating through the times and the stuggles
Stuck in a heated argument without a rebuttle
Going back and forth like I’m swinging on the jungle gym
The mind was in another place yet the body still judges them
Book being judged by the cover
Should be the opposite but you to lazy to read the introduction
So I take this pen or this screen and get to typin
Writing first thing that comes to mind not even paying attention to the fact that it rhymes
Crazy how it could be my medication and my meditation
With this being both, my powers flow without limitation
But should I use this power for good or for bad?
Whose to say that a hero has to do what’s asked
Instead, I choose to do what’s needed
With this song playing while it’s on repeat
I slip into a deep train of thought, Elevation
My brain is lifted and unconnected, must be meditation
These words are simply flowing like a waterfall
Haven’t done it in a while but still I never understand these words
While it never resides or relates to all
I still do this for my own benefit and not to yours
Expressing the many thoughts to a poetic melody
Its crazy cause my multis all come together in unison
Without me even trying, It’s effortless
So the worth and message of these words must worth something
Simply put, I’m a artist in distinction
I just use Meditation with my Medication..
So.. I was just sitting here in my bed just thinkin.. Will things ever change? I try to give the world the benefit of the doubt but It’s like why? People are brain washed by society and fame… All they wanna do is be cool.. But who defines cool and what are the qualifications that consider you cool? Be yourself.. That’s all
I cant be the man you want but I can be the man you need.. I may not be able to give you the world but I will give you the universe if I could.. But its the thought that counts right
I said that I gotchu so I’m gonna look out for you.. You doing the same might happen but I would never know.. Never sharing what you feel could never fully insure that what is real.. But it’s the thought that counts…
Ha You ask me this day if I will be honest with.. That’s an always.. Gave you the answer you didn’t want but the truth hurts.. No longer fantasies we live in.. tryna make a difference not taking any action but It’s The Thought That Counts
I wish I could be a better man..
I wish I could do more than expected…
I look at your picture and think to myself.. “Damn… He is lucky!!”
If asked what do I want.. I would say that I just wanna make you happy..
Not having you the way I wish I could doesnt mean I dont mind having you the way I do..
When I think on what we could be and what do have I think to myself..
“Would you be happy or not?” I wrote this after thinking about you..
My wish is to make you happy.. What is your wish?