emotions in my head are running wild
the music flow allows them to fall straight
my atmosphere
so perfectly clear
of where I want to go
what is required to get there
compared to the how
is a realization of maybe
accomplishments are not easy
in the 22 year old body of mine
no money in my wallet
only the will of how to get it there
not many people who know the real me
the struggles I live with
and try to surpass
issues that can no longer be hidden
beneath this beautiful face
the stress is the weight of
concrete shoes
and I'm just being thrown in to drown
yelling for a little slack
only problem is
my own tears are what will kill me
until mastered, I will continue to ache.
Wow, what a great
Wow, what a great line.
"beneath this beautiful face
the stress is the weight of
concrete shoes"