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Focused
I am- FOCUSED man, without a soul in my corner,
Like a DB patrolling the corner- My soul is heavily guarded.
I started a few years back and now I've a got a few ears that.
Have been waiting for my arrival- Though a few barracades were set,
It took a little while- Life had a few demands to be met.
I regret nothing I've done except maybe the waiting,
Debating with myself if I even wanted to try,
Wasn't good enough for life but I wasn't ready to die.
So I lied in my bed and I'd cry inside my head,
Filled with the guilt of failing myself- Bailing myself out.
With my own rediculous reasoning- Shit I didn't believe it,
So I know the rest of the world wasn't believing me.
Didn't have a soul that believed in me- Not even me.
So I was back to square one- Wearing a scarlet letter on my chest,
Anyone with eyes could see it, the most together person they knew was a mess.
They say it's a test we all have to get past and that it goes quick fast.
But they don't tell you that it last for the rest of your life.
We're so busy chasing dreams that we don't see the world passing us by,
So many snakes around that we don't realize they're just gasing us high.
Trying to benefit from our uprise- And it's such a surprise when they turn fake,
Put their back to us the minute that times get hard,
Then you start to question everyone and wonder what their motives are.
You're not sure that they're real so you conceal ya self,
And then you meet that special person and it's damn near impossible to reveal ya self.
It kills you on the inside but they wonder what they did wrong,
And your only way to show love is to contach them through a poem.
I know because I've been there and I've reaped what I've sewn.
And I've grown into this- Now I'm ready to start the show fans,
So hold hands 'cuz it goes fast- But I'm ready,
I'm Focused, man.
