I like to think my life is perfect but this burden keep crushin it.. yeah I know I took a break from the spot, cause no Body wanna read ma thang, it's hard for me to get back in the game... I dont chase no fame just tryna Survive with my pad and my pen ...
You see I got a gift but what's the use of it , when I don't find no platform to Exhibit .. struggling, Pedaling My life- juggling , that makes me clown but boi I'm still hustling... Every day and night I been grinding , searching for that euphoria, so much of this bacteria, this voices on my head it's like im having hysteria .. I'm down, too much weight I can't handle it.. Born from poorer my mama always supported me and how much she still adore me, as I grow older- deep inside it's embarrassing- it's pissing me, im sorry mama I couldn't give you the happiness that you gave it to me.. ya see I'm an educated gun, and my dad always tell me Ya need to get a job son, but how do I say, this corrupt system don't get the flair and I know they still people out there that feels the same .. life is not fair for every body, They say life is beautiful, here im living a life of being redicule , different gears in life, never been too much speed - back to neutral.. Never feared no man except The one who created I'm here, I don't always cry; but man i love the rain cause it's the only place they don't see me in tears.. I wish I could help my family financially , so much to do in life, still learning , young -Wild and broke..
Lord, I hope you listenin, shower me with your blessin like a glistenin .. I don't want nothin but just one shot, so that I can Exhibit my skills - I know I'm that matchstick looking for a match box, one strike- lights! Sparks ignite... And when I do, I'll do it big so that people can hear me louder..
my works so much of arsenal my thoughts like an carnival now don't get me wrong this ain't no article - a piece of thoughts sharing y'all..
So much to say but perhaps that's for now- New road new attitude with bold cause I've been told - I'm a miner I'll dig deep till I find some pot of gold...
In search of will and hope. This journey Ill walk, I'll stumble for sure but I'll keep moving and never to stop till I reach the top!
© Alen Yimchunger