A good amount of energy going into things that may show out to be pointless
I’m saying, what is the point if the pencil is not sharp?
Because when I speak to you, not even like a dart board does it hit the middle
Seems like you just couldn’t catch the point.
The angel on my right shoulder would never steer me left, she asks me to give the benefit of the doubt but you can add color only so many times until you taint the original picture once expressed,
Now it’s paint splatter, mind matter all over
The paint brush and canvas that was once clean is no longer comparable to your dream once dreamt
Love has strained you to utilize other colors to show and tell fear as well as divergence cause some of us won’t believe it until we see it
Don’t blame us, it is how we’ve been molded
To where we not only want but need to feel movement, need to see improvement, in loves order to see that the person who is beside us can do it, without the gimmicks
Pursuing a cold heart will only kill a bold soul.
Today, if you attain the willpower,
Knock down the walls you’ve built to be sky scrapers,
Have you ever stopped to consider if you’re a giver or a taker?
Well, if not I’ll let you marinate in the thought
My girl Jasmine told me it ain’t a piece of writing ’til the truth begins to leak
So until next time, make sure you leave food on the table for other loved ones to eat