"ISSUES"
I have an issue with counting minutes instead of moments-
I tend to look at the overall product and ignore its components…-
my sight and view are contacted so I can't see through my natural eyes-
and I fantasize so much sometimes I forget to realize…-
so I hover over the dirt until I feel rise-
knowing procrastination lifts me wrong and may lead to my demise…-
I tend to trust a few of the many wrong too much-
and not the few of the few right... enough-
I'm so sure about what I want, and so unsure of how to get it-
so afraid of my dream soaring, instead of just flying with it-
often my thoughts surpass Enough, and rest on Too Much-
and Action is ignored when I should be doing such-
this is too much… or maybe not enough…-
I long to reach Comfort, if only I could touch-
then I could feel the love life brings, rather than the lust im stroking now-
I would learn how to preserve connections, if the Puzzle would show me how-
God don’t like ugly and he’s the only one I fear of-
yet if my heart had a face, it would probably crack mirrors…-
or maybe my thoughts have become a part disguised as my heart-
wearing a mask of cool dark, I find hard to tell apart-
Cuz most often I follow my mind... and not what my heart is suggesting...-
Then... my biggest issue is focusing too much on my problems... and not my blessings-
cuz sometimes…
I feel like im game not someone else… shoot me down and hang me up above someone’s shelf-
So I… equip myself, strap-up, lock-down, up-lift myself-
and always deny attempts of someone’s help…-
when always inside I need someone’s help-
I tend to look at the overall product and ignore its components…-
my sight and view are contacted so I can't see through my natural eyes-
and I fantasize so much sometimes I forget to realize…-
so I hover over the dirt until I feel rise-
knowing procrastination lifts me wrong and may lead to my demise…-
I tend to trust a few of the many wrong too much-
and not the few of the few right... enough-
I'm so sure about what I want, and so unsure of how to get it-
so afraid of my dream soaring, instead of just flying with it-
often my thoughts surpass Enough, and rest on Too Much-
and Action is ignored when I should be doing such-
this is too much… or maybe not enough…-
I long to reach Comfort, if only I could touch-
then I could feel the love life brings, rather than the lust im stroking now-
I would learn how to preserve connections, if the Puzzle would show me how-
God don’t like ugly and he’s the only one I fear of-
yet if my heart had a face, it would probably crack mirrors…-
or maybe my thoughts have become a part disguised as my heart-
wearing a mask of cool dark, I find hard to tell apart-
Cuz most often I follow my mind... and not what my heart is suggesting...-
Then... my biggest issue is focusing too much on my problems... and not my blessings-
cuz sometimes…
I feel like im game not someone else… shoot me down and hang me up above someone’s shelf-
So I… equip myself, strap-up, lock-down, up-lift myself-
and always deny attempts of someone’s help…-
when always inside I need someone’s help-
I find it hard to embrace good news, even when its official-
hell… I got issues with having issues-
hell… I got issues with having issues-
I try so hard to do everything right, but my imperfections are only apparent in my pursuit of perfection-
and it seems when following common sense… I lose sense of direction…-
then it’s when you off path, people shoot they 2 cents… will my armor neglect it?-
yeah I think I'm protected... from everything and everyone... except myself.
and it seems when following common sense… I lose sense of direction…-
then it’s when you off path, people shoot they 2 cents… will my armor neglect it?-
yeah I think I'm protected... from everything and everyone... except myself.
This entry is done by a young talented artist named spud. You may also follow him at www.twitter.com/spud_b2f
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