If I am who I wanna be then what’s the mystery
when I explain to thee, that I have what I want.
Why’s it conditional, like “Do anything”, but not this thing though.
Tough love, hard truth, but who’s truth though?
Questions I’m having because I know who I am.
Since I’ve decided, others won’t like what I am, but at least I know it finally myself
Since I am who I want to be, I’ll continue to grow and feel peace through it all
keeping it simple while dancing and saying “yo”
That’s just me though, no real consistency but being thrown in the oven soon
to help me rise into the tasty artist I aspire to be,
and feel inspired by what touches me, honestly, that’s how I want to live
There’s no hope for me, working away from home, ready to run away. I need to be
painting and creating, designing through words or on paper. Someone please help me get
CANVAS. I have a map in my head
I have no idea where anything is at, yet no desire to figure that out.