I bury every single fear I’ve ever carried And hope that it never surfaces The fight of being confident despite bouts of worthlessness My sight is on accomplishment I’m writing as a search for which I struggle to grasp But I’m certain that I’m better than I was in the past That grows apparent with each waking hour I can’t let anybody take my power Try to drain my spirit and confiscate my devotion There’s way too much on plate I won’t tolerate the commotion Any longer But won’t dont kill you make you stronger.. I keep a lot inside for someone who’s a talker Cause the silence is a diatribe to fabricated guilt With tactics that are heavy as the fabric on a quilt No more lashing out and acting like the statue that I’ve built Is a representation Of who I am on my quest to be patient That little boy is a man now And when it comes speaking truth It’s time that I stand now Yeah I’m looking for you That voice in my head that I can’t let go Yeah I’m looking for you That voice in my head that upsets me No I don’t wanna do anything that you tell no more One day I pray to have to a have a son And give him everything I couldn’t receive To help him reach the heights that I couldn’t retrieve So he can know that the glow is in the bits of reprieve When things were leaning towards no But be chose to believe That’s how I see it happen It takes brutal insecurity to fuel passion Til you reach maturity and find that time is not recoupable Uncertainty’s the true assassin And when you wanna fight it get the belt fastened Unless you question everyone you’ve ever listened to And come to find that person often isn’t you And come to find that bullshit often isn’t true What’s a man to do besides doing what he loves to do The recipe simple but hard to gather ingredients One thing that’s for sure, I am not with obedience Or neediness or greediness or taking roads that you call the easiest