I know myself in ways that I could never explain.
At time I feel like a slave who isn’t aware of his own chains.
Other times I focus so much on my faults that I take an unfair amount of the blame,
using weed and meditation to alleviate the pain.
My goal is to escape to a place hidden from the eyes
And to no longer express anger or bitterness towards the people who have told me lies.
Often I find myself living two lives;
one on the ground and the other in the sky.
This causes me to feel like I’m running out of time.
So I’ve been convincing myself to do it all at once.
Making me too impatient for kindness inappropriately blunt, and blindly in love with women I can’t have until they give me what I want.
But on the other hand, I got this gift you see?
A style that makes people want to be just like me.
When I touch their souls I sense a purpose
and they love me so much that it makes me nervous.
If I knew where I was headed, I’d proudly lead the way.
But I’m still unsure whether I should leave or stay.
If leaving will hurt then staying will make me feel blue.
Guess this is how life is when you’re living many truths.